Wang Xuan remained in the oasis for another two days.
Old Ancestral Dragon brought out the Dragon Clan's most closely guarded inheritances one by one, holding nothing back.
The second great Supernatural Power was called Three Realms Rotation, a purely spatial Supernatural Power that folded the Three Realms, shifted heaven and earth, and rotated freely between three layers of space.
"This Supernatural Power originally belonged to the previous Xiantian Ancestral Dragon." At the mention of this old friend, nostalgia flashed through Old Ancestral Dragon's clouded dragon eyes. "Keke's mother."
The third was called Myriad Universes and Worlds.
This Supernatural Power involved not only space, but time as well.
Star Shift, the passing of ages—with a single step, space could not stop one, while time danced around them.
"This was Keke's father's Supernatural Power," Old Ancestral Dragon said. "That being was not of the Dragon Clan, but another heaven-defying race. There was almost nowhere in the Heavens and Myriad Worlds he could not go. Even the Otherworld's progenitors could do nothing to him."
Wang Xuan thought to himself that, judging solely by this Supernatural Power's ability to cross time and space, the potential of Keke's father's lineage was probably even greater than that of the Dragon Clan.
Over the past few days, the others had not been idle either.
Old Ancestral Dragon had lived for countless tens of thousands of years and possessed vast knowledge, teaching each according to their aptitude.
He guided Xiao Chen, Keke, and Lanno one by one, even casually offering a few pointers to those three skeletons who loved pretending to be dead.
These little ones had not even reached the demigod realm. Their usual cultivation relied entirely on trial and error, and bottlenecks lay everywhere. Yet a few words from Old Ancestral Dragon exposed the crux