Dragon Source could not only extend the Dragon Clan's lifespan, but also make their bloodlines purer.
"How could these guys be such useless trash? I really can't stand it anymore!"
Winged Dragon could not help cursing within Little Ao Shu's Divine Envoy Sea. How could he tolerate seeing his descendants reduced to this state?
Put nicely, this planet belonged exclusively to the Dragon Clan. Put bluntly, it had raised a bunch of bizarre things. In human terms, they were neither human nor ghost.
For a moment, Winged Dragon even wanted to take action and slaughter every monster on this Dragon Star.
Fortunately, that thought was extinguished by Winged Dragon not long after it arose.
No matter what, the Dragon Clan had begun declining because of his death. The Dragon Clan's current state was inseparable from the responsibility of him, their ancestor.
"Senior Winged Dragon, don't get so worked up. Everything can be handled slowly. Didn't we come here to solve the problem of the Dragon Race Descendants' weakened bloodlines on this planet?"
Little Ao Shu's words offered Winged Dragon considerable comfort.
They had arrived, but where to begin solving the problem was troublesome.
Little Ao Shu's powerful Divine Power perception allowed her to clearly sense the forms of other creatures on the planet before they noticed her.
Was that a dragon or a turtle? A peculiar holographic image appeared in Little Ao Shu's mind.
It showed two creatures traveling together. Their backs were covered in spiked shells, and they walked upright on thick, stubby legs.
They looked remarkably like the Crocodile Turtle Five Brothers who had been eliminated not long ago.
Naturally, the image Little Ao Shu sensed was also displayed before Winged Dragon.
The moment Winged Dragon saw it, fury surged into his heart.
"Forget the others. These two...