The final outcome of that battle was unknown to Dragon Shadow, for it had been in a suppressed state at the time and had been moved away along with Nine Provinces.
But the Nine Provinces cultivators who remained behind had surely faced grim odds.
Ten thousand years had passed. The cultivators of Nine Provinces had been passed down through countless generations and had long since lost knowledge of the glory of the Pre-Nine Provinces Era. Yet when faced with danger, they still displayed the same courage and decisiveness as the cultivators of that era.
Two eras separated by ten thousand years, with an immense gulf in cultivation levels—yet they had made the same choice.
Dragon Shadow could not help wondering: could such a thing be inherited as well?
Or was this a quality carved deep into the Essence Spirit of the Human Race?
It had sensed that great battle back then. It had once struggled to break free, wishing to lend the Pre-Nine Provinces cultivators a hand, but in the end, it had failed.
The great powers of the Pre-Nine Provinces Era had surely noticed its struggle, especially the companion who had sealed it away. Yet that person had shown no intention of releasing it, because they understood each other all too well. Once it had been released, it would inevitably have made the same choice.
The Human Race could fight to the death without retreating. There was no reason the noble Dragon Race could not do the same.
Thus, that companion had moved it away together with Nine Provinces, leaving it behind in Nine Provinces. To it, that had been both protection and a trust entrusted!
The moved Nine Provinces had been entrusted to it. No one had told it this, but it understood that companion's intentions.
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