The Dragon Clan was part of the Divine Beast Clan. Creatures like divine beasts reproduced with extreme difficulty, and every True Dragon was officially registered. Hunting a True Dragon in secret would offend the entire Divine Dragon Clan.
Even Primordial Unity Golden Immortals had to weigh the consequences of offending the Divine Dragon Clan.
Thus, a True Dragon's Dragon Ball truly was something one could only encounter by chance, never seek out.
A Dragon Ball contained the essence of a True Dragon's entire body. Refining it would certainly strengthen one's foundation to some extent.
After all, having reached his current realm, there were already very few treasures in the world that could benefit Ye Lin's cultivation.
Even if such treasures existed, they would be extraordinarily precious—things that would stir up a bloody storm the moment they were cast out.
"Slash."
Ye Lin condensed an exceptionally powerful strand of Sword Qi in his right hand. With a light swipe, the Sword Qi scraped across the dragon head before him, producing booming crashes.
Yet when the Sword Qi dissipated, the dragon head before him remained uncut. This was, after all, the head of a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal. Its defenses were simply not something the current Ye Lin could break.
That was also why the dragon head had remained wholly intact. Ye Lin could not break its defense, and neither could the Flood Dragon King.
Otherwise, the Flood Dragon King's cultivation would not now be merely at the peak of the True Immortal realm.
"What formidable defense."
Seeing that his Sword Qi had left only a white mark on the dragon head, a strange glint flashed through Ye Lin's eyes.
What formidable defense. He had clearly used eighty percent of his strength just now, yet it had done no more than leave