"So that's how it is. No wonder you dared to switch back to your own face." At first, Qian Renxue had not understood how Mo Lin dared to take her out while wearing his own face, but now that she had experienced this miraculous ability to traverse space directly, she naturally understood.
At the very center of Soul Beast Island stood the most eye-catching sight: Winged Dragon's statue. Not only was it enormous, but its unusual design made it particularly striking.
(In the animation, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's martial soul was changed into the form of a Chinese dragon, so this author has established that only the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's martial soul has the appearance of a Chinese dragon.)
Qian Renxue had never seen such a "strange" statue before. The dragon statue before her looked similar to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's martial soul, yet it had a pair of wings. Moreover, unlike the wings of other dragons, these were not made of bones and membranes, but feathered wings like those of birds.
"Don't you find it strange? Wondering how there could be such an incongruous statue in this world?" Mo Lin asked as he walked up beside Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue stared at the statue for a while before answering, "It did seem rather strange at first glance, but after looking at it a few more times, it actually feels quite fitting. And I feel that this statue gives off an indescribable pressure."
"Pressure?" Mo Lin had inherited Winged Dragon's legacy, and one of his souls had already assimilated with Winged Dragon. Naturally, he could not sense the divine power lingering on the statue.
Qian Renxue continued looking at the Winged Dragon statue before her.
"That's right. And this pressure feels very similar to