"Your strength is at the peak of the Eight-Star Dou Saint level. You must be a true top-tier expert even within the Ancient Void Dragon Tribe, correct?"
Zhu Ying shook his head at those words.
"Though this old man is strong, I am nothing much within the Ancient Void Dragon Tribe."
Gu Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Oh? What do you mean by that?"
Zhu Ying gazed into the distance, a trace of reminiscence flashing through his eyes.
"Compared to the Old Dragon Emperor, this little bit of strength of mine, hehe..."
He chuckled and said no more.
Yet everyone present could sense the reverence and nostalgia in his tone.
The Old Dragon Emperor.
The previous generation's Dragon Emperor of the Ancient Void Dragon Tribe.
Zi Yan's father.
That being had once stood alongside Gu Yuan, Hun Tiandi, and the others. He was also a terrifying expert at the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Saint level.
Gu Yuan lifted his teacup and took a light sip, his expression remaining as calm as water.
Yet his thoughts were churning within.
Peak Eight-Star Dou Saint.
Such strength would be enough to dominate an entire region in any faction. Even within his Ancient Clan, he was the only one who had reached this level.
And yet, such a figure was supposedly "nothing much" within the Ancient Void Dragon Tribe?
Gu Yuan lowered his gaze slightly, calculating swiftly in his heart.
Someone far stronger than this man could only be a Nine-Star Dou Saint.
It should be the previous Old Dragon Emperor they had mentioned.
There were indeed relevant records within the Ancient Clan.
That Old Dragon Emperor—and magical beasts naturally had lifespans far exceeding those of humans.
Given the Old Dragon Emperor's strength, it was perfectly normal for him to have survived until