The Bald Old Man's towering figure stood in the darkness, exuding an indescribable might.
He was like a statue of a deity.
—not a fake like those of the God Race, but some kind of life-form so powerful it was beyond imagination.
"The Magic Dragon was a problem we left behind."
"Everyone thought no one in future generations would ever touch this forbidden weapon."
"But I kept wondering: if one day the Magic Dragon went completely out of control, and someone stepped forward to kill it, how would we face that person?"
The Bald Old Man stroked his silver beard, his eyes filled with thought.
"As our descendant, he accomplished what we all avoided doing, yet he had to bear the bitter consequences we left behind."
"We would be too ashamed to face such a descendant."
Gu Qingshan listened in silence.
If he were in the Bald Old Man's place, he would probably feel the same way.
The Bald Old Man continued, "Later, after much deep thought, I finally discovered an ability among the Mysterious Side's Mystic-type inheritances. After I modified it, it could gradually transform the Magic Dragon Power into power belonging to the Human Race itself."
He opened his palm.
A point of light, shimmering with a hazy glow, hovered quietly above it.
The Bald Old Man pinched the point of light between his fingers and gently flicked it toward Gu Qingshan.
It drifted slowly toward Gu Qingshan, then sank into the space between his brows.
"What is this?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"A spell formed from Mysterious Source Power, along with a detailed explanation of the spell. It can hold back the Magic Dragon Power's erosion of you and gradually transform it into your own power."
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