Little Blackie held an extraordinary, special status within the territory.
Not only because it was a superior being—a pureblood five-colored black dragon.
But also because of its mystery and power. On top of that, it usually kept to itself. Whenever Zong Shen was away from the territory, it ignored everyone and simply slept soundly.
For dragons, Little Blackie was still in its "growth stage." It completed the process of growing through sleep, and its strength increased bit by bit while it slumbered.
Little Blackie's overall attributes and strength had now improved by around 10% compared to when Zong Shen had first subdued it.
Such improvement was still far from its limit.
In truth, Little Blackie still complained that the territory's environment was not "dragon-friendly" enough. Black dragons liked foul-smelling, damp swamps. This place was too clean and too dry for it, hardly a good place to sleep.
But in its "growth stage," it could not afford to care about such things. As long as it was sure there was no threat to its life here, it could still sleep away without a care.
That was the strength of superior species. The power rooted in their bloodlines was like an inexhaustible treasure, and both the upper and lower limits of their strength far exceeded those of humans.
Their lower limit was roughly being able to become overlords, epic, or even legendary powerhouses just by sleeping.
Their upper limit could reach astonishing heights as well. Ancient texts recorded that the ancestral dragons from the Astral Realm could even slay demigods.
Of course, modern dragon bloodlines were too diluted to compare with ancestral dragons, but there were always some "favored dragons of heaven" capable of reaching very high ranks.
Dragons had bottlenecks too, but even after reaching one, they remained formidable beings.
Naturally,