"The gods... are unjust... I... refuse..."
Before Chen Ming could make out exactly what the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon in that lingering image was shouting, the illusory scene shattered with a crash.
The dragon bones, which had been flickering with lightning, immediately dimmed, as though some of the essence within them had been drained away again.
At the sight, Yu Yuanzhen jumped in fright. "Ancestor, Ancestor, what's happened to you?"
He hurried up to the skull and repeatedly probed the enormous thing with his soul power. He could only feel that another large portion of its essence seemed to have been drained away in an instant.
Clearly, no one had approached the skull, and no one had tampered with it. Yet a huge chunk of the energy inside had simply vanished.
"This, this, this..."
At the thought that something had gone wrong with his ancestor's remains while they were in his care, Yu Yuanzhen felt he had let his ancestor down.
"Senior Yu, how long has it been since you last checked the energy within these bones? Perhaps it had already been completely depleted by the passage of time, leaving only that thin layer on the surface."
"The external stimulus didn't destroy it completely. It merely left that surface layer unable to conceal the decay within any longer."
"That... that does seem possible. Most of the time, we wouldn't disturb our ancestor's remains. We also know about the problems that occurred when our ancestor died. Could it really be that all his power had drained away without our knowing?"
Chen Ming's words gave Yu Yuanzhen a way to save face, and he hurriedly patted his chest, breathing a sigh of relief. Actually, since there had been a similar unexplained loss of energy when his ancestor died, Yu Yuanzhen felt that