Blinding golden light spread from the void to the ground, so pure that it contained not a trace of impurity.
It seemed merely to have spread through the void and across the ground, but in truth, it had penetrated with microscopic precision into the various laws and profound meanings drifting through the air.
Wen Tingdao, who had originally been meditating in seclusion, suddenly raised his head, a hint of excitement in his eyes.
That awe-inspiring dragon aura was second only to the Dragon Lord's. At this critical juncture, when survival hung in the balance, the dragon race needed even more to rise against the tide.
Now, everything had to be faced by the Dragon Lord outside. Ultimately, it was still because the dragon race as a whole was too weak.
If they had even a few more powerhouses at the Primordial Spirit's complete stage, they could form the dragon race's unique battle formation. Facing an expert like the Sinful Dragon Heavenly Venerable would be nothing to fear.
With such powerful support, many of the difficulties they had faced before could have been solved with ease, and they would not have fallen into so many troubles afterward—not least the predicament of even having the Green Fruit Barrier sealed.
Although the barrier was sealed now and they could not help the Dragon Lord for the time being, the emergence of a new Primordial Spirit body among the dragon race was unquestionably a good thing.
The stronger the dragon race's forces, the greater their ability to withstand risks would naturally be. What was more, the one advancing this time was a five-clawed golden dragon. The preciousness of a five-clawed golden dragon's bloodline was not even inferior to that of a true dragon.
A true dragon like Lu Xiaotian was almost unheard of in