Faced with An Jing's calm declaration, both the mysterious figure whose features could not be made out and the little Zhulong who had just transformed into "another An Jing" felt a mountain-toppling, sea-overturning pressure descend upon them in an instant.
Viscous, heavy, almost tangible—An Jing's will was like the water pressure of the deep sea. The moment it spread, it swallowed and suppressed everything.
"Wait!"
Sensing that there was no longer the slightest intention to speak in An Jing's gaze, only the will to draw his sword at once, the mysterious figure could no longer remain silent.
He immediately spoke, his voice exceedingly urgent. "An Jing! Hold your hand! I know you don't believe me, but everything we have done was to make Huaixu better!"
"There is a fragment of the [Hundred Demon Monarchs] within the Ancestral Dragon Scale, and the Heavenly Demon seeks to awaken it! This is precisely why, since ancient times, no one has dared use it to advance to Above Lingxiao!"
"Using the Ancestral Dragon Scale will not only result in being devoured by the infinite will of the Ancestral Dragon within it, but also being demon-tainted by the Heavenly Demon, creating an Above Lingxiao Heavenly Demon at the level of an Ancestral Dragon—the inversion of [Nothingness Born], the [Endbringer Dragon Demon]! That would be tantamount to the Hundred Demon Monarchs reviving in person!"
Having spilled all the information in one breath, the mysterious figure raised his hand and sharply pointed at the stunned little Zhulong beside him. "She is the anchor! Our objective is to completely exile this corrupted Ancestral Dragon Scale to the Dahuang Realm—you should know this, shouldn't you? Your master is in the Dahuang Realm!"
"Dahuang devours all heavens and myriad Dao. It is the 'Furnace of Final Consumption,' the great furnace