"Five-Clawed Black Dragon." Bei Ming's gaze sharpened. After making a quick calculation with his fingers, he said:
"You Dragon Clan truly have some bold individuals."
The Black Dragon raised his head and roared before transforming into a Dao Body.
A tall man in black stood there, Baleful Aura lingering around him. His face was savage, and his eyes were vicious.
He stood in the air and sneered. "The Dragon Clan is nothing but a pack of crawling insects.
"Junior, aren't you also being outrageously bold to covet my corpse?"
"Your corpse?"
Bei Ming chuckled. "Aren't you afraid of making a fool of yourself? Are you even worthy?
"This is neither the Calamity of the Fierce Beasts nor the Dragon-Han Cataclysm. I can learn your origins with a single calculation.
"Ao Shi, you coveted Shen Ni's Corpse and ultimately lost yourself. Now, you cannot even tell who you are anymore."
With Bei Ming's strength, deducing these events from the past was not difficult.
Whether Fierce Beasts or the Dragon Clan, they were both remnants abandoned by the Old era. They possessed no Spirit Treasures capable of concealing themselves or blocking divination.
Moreover, Restoration of the North benefited the Primordial Wilderness and fulfilled the Heavenly Dao's great duty.
When he encountered an obstacle in his path and merely needed some information, would the Heavenly Dao not support him?
This Five-Clawed Black Dragon was named Ao Shi.
He had originally been an innate member of the Dragon Clan, born with a noble bloodline.
When he broke through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, he comprehended the Devouring Law and became one of the Dragon Clan's elders.
As time passed, the Dragon-Han Cataclysm erupted.
At that time, the Dragon Clan was powerful, and its luck shone like the blazing sun. Yet the Phoenix