Time flew like a shuttle; fifty years slipped past in the flick of a finger.
In a secluded valley on the Sand River Battlefield, array flags flew out one after another and settled into the void, forming an enormous transparent spiritual net that covered the valley like an overturned bowl.
Only then did the strange phenomena in the sky diminish somewhat.
Within the valley, spirit insects and spirit beasts spread out to scout their surroundings, while cultivators stood guard at the entrance.
At the center of the entrance, countless spatial fissures had appeared in an eerie sight, resembling spatial nodes.
Through those nodes, two figures could faintly be seen standing in the void. One was none other than Ye Jingcheng.
His attention was fixed entirely on the pool before him. The mysterious water inside flew upward, merging into the sky before finally transforming into a tiny dragon silhouette.
The dragon silhouette hovered high above, flickering constantly. From time to time, its low, powerful roars echoed through the void.
"It's finally hatched!" Ye Jingcheng beamed. He had poured enormous effort into this Void Ancient Dragon. Aside from the Mysterious Heaven Spirit Vine, nothing had received more of his care.
Now it had finally hatched, and just as he had expected, its cultivation was already at the late sixth stage—one level above his own.
Its hatching alone had caused quite a stir. Fortunately, he had prepared beforehand, preventing everyone from learning of it.
"Roar! Master, light!" After a long while, the Void Ancient Dragon finally settled down and flew toward Ye Jingcheng.
Although its cultivation exceeded the Jade Qilin Dragon's, its body was smaller.
Fine dragon scales covered its entire body, deep as the void and tinged with dark silver. On closer inspection, they resembled the chaos within spatial fissures, their surfaces