"What a fine sword. To witness the evolution of such swordsmanship, and so many dragon clan divine abilities, before my death—I have no regrets."
Dao Master Ziyang's voice was feeble, and the light in his eyes was slowly fading.
Yet the stubbornness in his gaze remained as he looked at Lu Xiaotian. "Can you tell me where that endless power inside you comes from? It seems to carry countless hopes and boundless vitality."
"The dragon clan's totemic power. Neither you nor the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable of old was any weaker than me. With my cultivation and realm, I couldn't defeat either of you. What truly defeated you was the dragon clan's newly born totemic power!"
Lu Xiaotian spoke calmly. In the early years, when he had first cultivated totemic power, some highly accomplished cultivators could still see that there was something unusual about it.
But as his cultivation continued to rise, the aura of a true dragon grew ever stronger within him. Especially after his bloodline law power had reached great completion, his use of totemic power became increasingly hard to detect. It was no wonder Dao Master Ziyang hadn't noticed it.
"Gathering the power of all dragons into a totem, fighting for the dragon clan's survival. No wonder." Dao Master Ziyang murmured to himself, a hint of release on his face. An abstruse, mysterious aura rose from his body.
"For all our lives, the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable and I patrolled every corner of the Heavenly Court, killing dragons of all realms by the thousands. Our hands were stained with dragon blood.
"Now that I've died beneath the power of all living dragons, it's only right that I reap what I sowed. The cause and effect of this world are truly mysterious and unfathomable. Even those at your level and