The Radiant Dragon King's Remnant Soul! Qian Daoliu: Come Fight-Angel Descendants Are Inferior to No One!

"However... this was good too."

Qian Yuhan's gaze deepened.

"With such a powerful Martial Soul, perhaps this generation of the Wei Family can truly break through that shackle and reach heights neither you nor I ever attained."

"Wei Yuan, he truly is worthy of being your descendant!"

As Qian Yuhan spoke, his gaze fell into reminiscence.

"Once your descendant breaks through into the Realm of Gods, he will surely sense where you are and rescue you."

Qian Yuhan could not be certain either.

After Poseidon's betrayal, whether Wei Yuan's Second Martial Soul, the Heaven Burying Coffin, which he awakened amid a life-or-death crisis, could stabilize his life remained uncertain.

Qian Yuhan held a pessimistic view of it.

Sun Moon Second Continent/Dragon Grave Continent.

This was the Sun Moon Empire's second territory.

The towering imperial palace stood atop the enormous Dragonbone Mountains, radiating an ancient and desolate aura.

Within the imperial palace hall, Wei Yun, emperor of the Sun Moon Second Empire, stood side by side with Empress Ji Ruxue, their eyes fixed tightly upon the Sky Screen.

When they saw the large golden words, [Light Dragon King, Victory!]

Wei Yun's ordinarily handsome yet dignified and profound face was suddenly filled with irrepressible ecstasy. Even the hand gripping the Dragon Throne's armrest trembled faintly.

"Won! Our imperial ancestor won!"

Wei Yun suddenly stood up, his voice somewhat hoarse with excitement, yet unable to conceal the pride and reverence within it.

"I knew it!

At the time, in pursuit of ultimate strength, the imperial ancestor resolutely passed the throne to his imperial father, Wei Ang, and entered Dragon Valley alone for secluded cultivation, not emerging for decades.

Now that he has reappeared, he has shaken the world!"

Empress Ji Ruxue was equally stunned, deep reverence filling her beautiful eyes.

"I never expected