"Though I am old, if the moment truly comes, I can still take one or two old friends with me into the Return to Ruin."
True Dragon spoke lightly, yet his words contained an unimaginably profound killing intent. Though he was not a pure-blooded True Spirit, the blood of a True Spirit ran thick within him, surpassing those so-called Innate Gods and Devils by several grades.
So long as he had not truly fallen, his lingering might remained. If some old friend truly could not wait any longer, he would not mind burning himself away and perishing together with them.
True Dragon was confident that he could accomplish this.
Only after hearing True Dragon's words did Jiang Yan nod.
"In that case, I can rest assured. When the proper time comes, I will stand guard for Lord True Dragon and Fellow Daoist Li."
True Dragon bared his teeth in satisfaction. With a sweep of his tail, the True Dragon Secret Realm split open with a crack.
"Then I will leave what comes after to you."
After thinking for a moment, True Dragon slowly opened his mouth again, and an object flew out.
It was a token, jade-green throughout, with one Wind rune after another flowing across its surface.
The token merely floated there, yet a Wind Dao descended. Its mysteries were so profound that even the dragon might around True Dragon was fiercely suppressed. With the appearance of this token, everything nearby was rapidly being transformed, as though it intended to turn the True Dragon Secret Realm into a world of wind.
"What is this?"
Jiang Yan's gaze shifted and landed upon the token.
Though he did not know its origins, the phenomenon it radiated alone gave him an instinctive feeling that this token likely came from some great cultivator.