Ling Xiao swiftly approached the heart, turning into a streak of light before drilling inside with Uncle Boya.
Deep within the heart lay cave dwellings after cave dwellings, with crooked passageways branching in every direction. Nothing showed on the surface, but inside, the scenery was a chaotic riot of colors, like a maze.
Ling Xiao and Uncle Boya followed one passage, rapidly making their way deeper.
Before long, the passage suddenly widened, and they arrived at its center.
"Where's that thing you mentioned?" Uncle Boya surveyed the surroundings, feeling that this place was steeped in ominous foreboding.
"Don't rush. Let me sense it." Ling Xiao silently activated the mark, and a response immediately came. Vast blood energy gathered from the surrounding passageways.
It frantically condensed in one place, gradually taking the shape of a dragon. In the end, it became so lifelike that it seemed to have come alive.
Ling Xiao and Uncle Boya's expressions shifted slightly as they warily prepared for battle.
It was an ancient dragon, its entire body radiating dark golden light. Its delicate scales were engraved with crooked symbols, while the horns on its head curled and twisted in harmony with the Great Dao.
Around its body swirled Chaos vortices, each capable of splitting heaven and earth with the slightest movement. Clearly, this dragon's origins were now apparent.
At that moment, it raised its enormous dragon head. Its dark, unfathomable pupils quietly watched Ling Xiao and Uncle Boya, carrying a profound and lingering meaning.
"Se... Senior, we're your successors!" Uncle Boya swallowed and immediately put on an ingratiating smile, trying to curry favor.
Even Ling Xiao had not expected there to be a Chaos-Hole Dragon within the heart.
*Could the Chaos-Hole Ancestral Dragon still be alive? Did he deliberately lure us in here for some unspeakable