Ao Ling transformed into a little golden dragon, the scales of a true dragon floating above her head.
Rumble...
The azure stone gate shook violently and slowly opened.
Clearly, it had been set up by the ancient dragon clan. To a true dragon like Ao Ling, it posed no danger.
"This place likely appeared because it sensed the Dragon King's arrival," Ao Qingyu guessed.
Jiang Changkong nodded. It seemed that Ao Ling, this Dragon King, still had quite a few fortuitous opportunities awaiting her.
The azure stone gate finally opened, revealing a vast space within.
Led by Ao Ling, Jiang Changkong and Ao Qingyu entered without incident.
Dragon-shaped stone statues stood throughout the space.
Jiang Changkong studied them. None of these statues looked ordinary, and the passage of time had left no trace upon them.
At the center of the space was a pool roughly three feet square, filled entirely with golden liquid.
"The True Dragon Pool!"
Divine light burst from Ao Qingyu's eyes. "I never expected the true dragons to leave behind such a treasure."
"A sacred relic of the dragon clan."
Ao Ling flew excitedly above the pool and happily rolled over in the air.
"What kind of treasure is this?" Jiang Changkong asked curiously.
A sacred relic of the dragon clan?
It did not even possess a trace of Essence, Qi, and Spirit. How could it have the nerve to call itself a sacred relic?
"This is a divine pool for transforming into a true dragon. Paired with the Ancestral Dragon Scripture, any living being can transform into a dragon—a pure true dragon!
"If one cultivates in the True Dragon Pool, the Ancestral Dragon Scripture will advance rapidly. Even if one does not cultivate the Ancestral Dragon Scripture or transform into a dragon, it can still improve