"It's you!" When Lu Xiaotian's image appeared within the spirit light, Yanlong's eyes instantly filled with towering resentment. If looks could kill, Lu Xiaotian would probably have died countless times by now.
"Do you now feel that I was the one who killed you?" Lu Xiaotian asked.
"Was it someone else who cut off my head?" Yanlong sneered. Her dragon-shaped Primordial Spirit radiated wisps of furious, fiery intent. Then she sneered again. "But you're right. Even if you hadn't acted, I would have died in that situation. It's just that you've come looking for me now—do you think that means I feel any goodwill toward you?"
"That Azure-Blood Azure Dragon Pendant was bait used by the Dragon Seeker to fish for dragons. From the moment you were drawn out by that jade pendant, the outcome was already decided," Lu Xiaotian said.
"What? That jade pendant was a method of the Heavenly Court's Dragon Seeker?" Yanlong exclaimed. She had never thought of that before. "How do you know?"
"I saw an identical jade pendant somewhere else. It contained dragon aura as well. After I collected your Primordial Spirit and your dragon body was divided, the Dragon Seeker appeared. His strength was formidable, and I couldn't sense at all how high his cultivation had reached." When Lu Xiaotian thought of the Dragon Seeker Zhou Yugong, a lingering trace of fear still rose uncontrollably in his heart.
Yanlong was startled, then snorted. "So what if he was the Dragon Seeker? My physical body is destroyed and my Primordial Spirit is imprisoned. The worst outcome could hardly be worse than this."
"Your Primordial Spirit can be preserved here. Perhaps one day, you may even regain your freedom," Lu Xiaotian said, shaking his head.
"That sounds even better than a song. Why should I believe