Following the path, He Heng quickly ascended the Giant Mountain. The mountain was vast, and before him lay a dense forest.
Suddenly, He Heng's eyes narrowed. He gazed forward, his expression calm yet tinged with something unusual. He continued forward for a stretch before stopping.
Looking up, beneath a towering ancient tree, a pile of snow-white bones, immense in size, lay like a small mountain.
This was a long dragon bone, and not just any dragon bone. It strongly resembled the Ancestor Dragon, a skeleton of an Ancestor Dragon?
He Heng shook his head. He knew it wasn't. In this world, the Ancestor Dragon and Ancestor God were beings of the same realm. With his insight, he could tell at a glance that this dragon had not truly entered the Ancestor God realm in its lifetime.
Looking closely, the dragon's head was held high, unbowed even in death. Its bones showed numerous cracks, and the long body of the Ancestor Dragon was broken in dozens of places. It was clear it had suffered extremely severe injuries before death, being severed into dozens of pieces. It was likely killed in battle.
His entire body was already akin to a true Ancestor Dragon, but only his hind claws had not yet completely transformed into Ancestor Dragon Claws.
This was a supreme Dragon King that was just a step away from becoming a true Ancestor Dragon. In life, it was comparable to a peak expert at the Half-Ancestor Nine Heavens, but alas, it died in battle, never getting the chance to step into the Ancestor Dragon domain.
"The Ancestor God realm, in the Great Heaven's system, is equivalent to Pure Yang. This dragon did not truly reach this realm. The dragon bone is of no use to me. If it were a true