"Where is the Dragon Origin?" In the howling yin wind, a roar formed a massive storm that swept across the space near the Black Pool. A tall figure stood there, holding a skull-headed python staff. A necklace strung with skulls hung across his chest, black qi coiling around it like a dark smoke, resembling a black dragon or python weaving in and out among the skulls. He had a crocodile's head, thick lower limbs planted firmly on the ground, a dusky violet body, and a long, coarse tail bristling with spikes dragging behind him.
That rough voice nearly shook this entire stretch of space apart.
"I guarantee it with my life, my lord—the Dragon Origin was inside this Black Pool before. It—it might have been taken by someone." A slender Ghost King with a small green ring around his wrist and a silver mask over his face hurriedly dropped to one knee upon hearing the furious roar. If Lu Xiaotian had been here, he would certainly have recognized this kneeling Ghost King as Su Qing, whom he had failed to find time and again.
"Ghost Lord, this Gui Spring Heavenly Eroding Water is no ordinary thing. Several Spirit Transformation experts have appeared in the ice cavern one after another recently, and the Qin clan's surviving descendants have emerged into the world in succession as well. Perhaps the Dragon Origin's disappearance is connected to them. An ordinary person might have the intent, but not the ability." A Skeleton Ghost King clad entirely in green armor spoke from the side, dense yin qi weighing heavily around him.
"What you say makes sense. Those few Spirit Transformation juniors... Looks like I'll have to seek them out one by one. There's even a hidden passage. It seems there truly is something fishy going on."