The two disciples of Withered Dragon were in dire straits, and the Water Snake felt a little schadenfreude. But when he saw Withered Dragon in a fury, he kept relatively restrained and didn't provoke him any further.
"For a junior of the Dragon Clan to make such use of the restrictions inside the cave abode, he must indeed have inherited that old bastard Thundersting Dragon Lord's true teachings." Rarely, Withered Dragon spoke to the Water Snake in a much calmer tone.
"Do you think Thundersting Dragon Lord might still be alive?" Withered Dragon's voice was sinister. If he hadn't considered that possibility, he wouldn't be treating the Water Snake so courteously now. Lu Xiaotian's performance as a junior of the Dragon Clan had truly left him uneasy.
"Well, that shouldn't be possible, should it?" The Water Snake couldn't help feeling a jolt of alarm. If Thundersting Dragon Lord really were still alive, he and Withered Dragon wouldn't be here seeking treasure—they'd be walking to their deaths. Neither of them was anywhere near Thundersting Dragon Lord's level. Even together, they wouldn't be enough to deal with him.
"When that Dragon Clan brat withdrew just now, he used Dragon Soul Awakening. He's already gained a fair degree of mastery. This cultivation art is exceptionally difficult to master. Without Thundersting Dragon Lord's personal guidance, it's hard to grasp its true essence," Withered Dragon said gravely.
"Is Dragon Soul Awakening really that hard to cultivate?" There was a hint of suspicion in the Water Snake's voice. Withered Dragon had opposed him for years; they were old rivals, and the man's words were true one moment and false the next. It was lucky if one or two out of ten were worth believing. Sometimes, even when he told the truth, he was trying to lead