... Life Lake.
Soul Power flowed steadily through Murong Huai's body. With Bi Ji's healing and the aid of immense life force, his left arm had fully recovered, and his strength had reached the level of a rank ninety-five Super Douluo.
"Thank you, everyone."
"You're too courteous, Dao Brother." After returning the gesture, Di Tian continued, "Dao Brother, my lord wishes to see you."
Hearing Di Tian's words, Murong Huai froze. My lord? The Silver Dragon King?
"Alright. I'll trouble Brother Di Tian to lead the way."
Murong Huai then followed Di Tian into a special space at the very depths.
Here, the dense aura of life had nearly condensed into substance, and even the air glimmered with a faint fluorescence. Deep within Di Tian's golden vertical pupils lay barely restrained reverence. Turning slightly toward Murong Huai behind him, he said, "Dao Brother, this is my lord's residence. Please follow me inside."
Murong Huai gave a slight nod and followed. The two stopped before a curtain of water, and Di Tian cupped his hands in salute. "My lord, I have brought him."
As Di Tian's words fell, the water curtain slowly dispersed, revealing what lay behind it.
A massive dragon lay coiled upon the ground, its Dragon Body covered in scales seemingly tempered by moonlight. Every scale flowed with a warm silver radiance, its edges suffused with a faint violet halo. As its long body wound about, its muscular lines were as smooth as molten silver, while transparent crystal thorns grew from the tip of its tail. Violet-gold vertical pupils rested beneath silver horns atop its head. With every breath of dragon's breath, even the air rippled with fine elemental waves. Yet hidden within its aura was a sense of powerlessness and weakness.
"Murong Huai greets the Silver Dragon King.