"Eastern Pill Saint, time's up. Let me out." The old Dragon Race monster gathered in his aura and spoke calmly.
There was no one around, but he had witnessed Lu Xiaotian's methods in this space. He was certain Lu Xiaotian could hear him. For all he knew, Lu Xiaotian had left a wisp of his divine sense watching him the whole time.
Sure enough, before the old Dragon Race monster had finished speaking, Lu Xiaotian's figure took shape before him. The old Peng monster appeared alongside him.
Lu Xiaotian said nothing. He simply raised a palm, and the Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons appeared before him. He slapped the great cauldron, and a cauldron-shaped seal flew out from within.
A dragon shadow swam across the cauldron-shaped seal. Lu Xiaotian had added this as a second layer of insurance.
On one hand, he could use the Void Sky Sub-Cauldrons to sense the mark left on the old Dragon Race monster. But the spatial mark he had used before had not worked very well, so naturally Lu Xiaotian had prepared another measure.
The previous mark had been left in the void, without a suitable vessel. As a result, it had been less effective as a marker.
Now that he had the old Dragon Race monster as an anchor, it should be at least a little more effective.
Still, Lu Xiaotian had no absolute confidence. If the spatial mark proved useless, perhaps this Azure Dragon mark could produce an unexpected result.
Now that Lu Xiaotian had become a Dragon Lord, his strength had advanced tremendously. His ability to sense a mark he had personally placed was exceptionally strong.
With both methods in play, it was enough if either one worked.
The old Dragon Race monster cooperatively drew the mark into his body. "We're about to