"Heavenly Dragon Grudge Curse?" The Sacred Boulder Dharma Manifestation sat cross-legged in Earth Vault City, examining a scale in his hand.
He had found two more scales like this in Qiumeng Yaozu's spatial ring. Apart from the aura of the dragon race within them, Lu Xiaotian sensed a trace of powerful resentment—so strong that even he felt a chill in his heart.
The price of casting this grudge-curse art was immense. However, with only the few scales before him, the forbidden grudge-curse art Lu Xiaotian had obtained was merely incomplete.
Lu Xiaotian was not sure whether the things in Qiumeng Yaozu's lair could be assembled into the complete Heavenly Dragon Grudge Curse, but so long as there was even the slightest chance, he had to give it a try.
As for the danger, it was inevitable. However, the dragon army was no longer what it had been. Riding the momentum of a great victory, it had advanced to Sevenfold Isle. Although the demon and devil remnants had not suffered much overall damage, they were still no match for the dragon army.
The Lofty Dragon Army and Tyrant Mystic Dragon Soldiers had been personally trained by him. The foundation they had accumulated over the years was not limited to a few Dragon Lords; there were even more Primordial Spirit bodies and Daluo Golden Immortals below them.
After years of being tempered by totemic power and various bloody battles, the dragon army had undergone a complete transformation. So long as the army formation did not collapse, even an Emperor-Ranked powerhouse would find it difficult to gnaw through such a hard bone imbued with a totem.
Emperor-Ranked powerhouses had not yet become common as dirt. Even in the chaotic and powerhouse-filled Supreme Heavenly Dragon Realm, demon lords and ghost lords were exceedingly rare.