Ink Dragon's Physical Body

Ink Dragon's words made Chen Fan halt abruptly.

Old Yellow Tooth had not heard Ink Dragon's transmission. After exchanging a few simple words with Chen Fan, he left with the guards. By his own account, he was off to collect protection money.

Chen Fan sent his Divine Sense into his Storage Ring and looked at Ink Dragon within the Soul-Gathering Tower. Parting his lips slightly, he transmitted, "What use is this jade?"

A trace of smugness crossed Ink Dragon's face. "Heh heh, this jade contains the supreme divine art of my Ink Dragon Clan. Unfortunately, I have long since inherited it, so this jade is useless to me now. But it was clearly an item my grandfather kept close—how did it end up in such a tiny place?"

"Were those curse runes also refined by your grandfather? Is there a way to break them within?" Chen Fan's heart stirred as he asked in a deep voice.

"Didn't you break them with the Supreme Restriction before? Other than the Supreme Restriction, there is no other method—unless you can decipher such runes yourself and gain control of them. Of course, that is nothing but a fool's dream. If even this king cannot decipher them, how could a junior like you possibly succeed?"

"So be it. I'll slowly refine them with Samadhi True Fire and suppress them for now. When the time comes, Yun Shui can help me remove them." Chen Fan could only shake his head and mutter to himself. Deciphering this rune curse was much like deciphering the Supreme Restriction; the difficulty was comparable. It would take at least a thousand years, and he did not have that kind of time.

Still, this Jade Slip actually contained the supreme divine art of the Ink Dragon Clan. That was certainly good news.