At the border of the Phoenix Cry Mountains leading toward Three-Fork Lake Mouth, aboard an Iron Colossus Battle Chariot.
Three men, two women, and a little girl sat there talking. They were Chen Qiye's group.
In the endless ages long ago, the Ancestral Dragon had fought the Yuhua Emperor with the body of a Quasi-Emperor and perished. Dragon blood had scattered across the starry sky before finally falling upon this planet, becoming nine hundred and ninety-nine Dragon Transformation Pools. It could be said that these pools contained the Ancestral Dragon's essence blood. If one could find and devour even a trace of pure dragon blood, one might very well ascend to the Immortal Platform in a single step and attain the might of a great cultivator.
The Dragon Transformation Pool region was vast and boundless. A Quasi-Emperor's blood could create great horrors, but it could also nurture all living things. Within a thousand li of the Dragon Transformation Pools stood towering ancient trees, with all kinds of rare birds and exotic beasts appearing from time to time. Many precious medicinal herbs also grew there. Even without Heavenblood Dragon Scales, countless cultivators flocked there whenever the Dragon Transformation Pools opened.
However, though it was a land of treasures, it was not a pure land. Savage beasts and vicious birds could also be born within the Dragon Transformation Pools.
"I didn't expect to become the weakest one..."
Bai Ningbing sighed as he looked at Little Nannan sitting beside Chen Qiye. He shook his head, then shook it again. "Old Chen is an old monster, and you're a little monster..."
"The closer we get to the Dragon Transformation Pools, the purer the spiritual energy of heaven and earth becomes..."
Ye Guxue raised his sword-like brows slightly. "This seems rather unusual. The Dragon Transformation