In his sleep, Yun Chen's consciousness sank into his Spirit Sea. Yet the Spirit Sea that had once been calm was now raging with towering waves. Standing upon its surface, he was like a lone leaf adrift on the water, liable to be swallowed by the waves of his own Spirit Sea at any moment.
The source of those waves was the golden phantom that had appeared in his Spirit Sea at some unknown time.
From its appearance, Yun Chen had already recognized its true form. But he was deeply puzzled—when had this thing entered his Spirit Sea?
Fortunately, the incomplete orb of light within Yun Chen's Spirit Sea released several chains, tightly binding the still somewhat illusory golden dragon shadow above the sea. Even so, the violent aura seeping from the dragon shadow continued to assault his Spirit Sea.
This is the Golden Dragon King? But how did this thing enter my Spirit Sea? And judging by this, it isn't the complete Golden Dragon King Origin either. Yun Chen pondered.
I haven't had any direct contact with Tang Wulin lately, either.
And wasn't he supposed to break the seal during those typhoon days? Could something have gone wrong when he broke it, letting the Golden Dragon King's power escape?
As he continued piecing things together, Yun Chen gradually grasped the truth of the matter. But whether that was really the case was something he had no way to verify. More importantly, why had the Golden Dragon King's power entered his body? Could this thing be trying to possess him or something?
But for that to happen, wouldn't all of the Golden Dragon King's origin power need to gather together first? With only such a tiny fragment, it should possess only the violent nature before his eyes, with no rationality