"There is a place in the Spirit Stream Battlefield called Hundred Peaks Mountain. Beneath Hundred Peaks Mountain lies a Dragon Spring, and within it, a member of the Dragon Race has been suppressed for nearly ten thousand years..."
Lu Ye's voice slowly echoed through the Hall of Harmony and Light as he recounted everything he knew.
The many Star Constellation Realm cultivators listened in astonishment.
No one had expected such a powerful being to be suppressed in a place like the Spirit Stream Battlefield—and for so long. The Spirit Stream Battlefield was merely where Nine Provinces cultivators trained in the Spirit Stream Realm. It could be called the starting ground for the lowest tier of cultivators in the Nine Provinces. They had all once muddled through the Spirit Stream Battlefield themselves, though those memories were now exceedingly distant.
"The visitor is in the Great Sun Realm. Though I do not know why he is injured, he is absolutely not someone Nine Provinces cultivators can contend against at present. The only strength we can draw upon now is that Dragon Race senior's. But there are two problems. First, can that Dragon Race senior stand against a Great Sun Realm powerhouse? Second, if it can, after driving the enemy away, will it vent the fury of ten thousand years of suppression upon the Nine Provinces?"
He did not consider whether the other party would be willing to fight a Great Sun Realm powerhouse, because a deal could be made in that regard. If they truly meant to release it, the condition would naturally be to borrow its strength. If the Dragon Race member refused, then it could remain suppressed.
Presumably, it would not refuse.
"So these are the two questions we must consider now. What do you seniors think?" Lu Ye looked