Flender took half a step back.
He recalled the gaze that had lingered on him for just an instant when he saw Qian Daochen beneath the clouds.
So that pressure had not come from some special Soul Tool.
Qian Daochen had noticed him from the very beginning.
He simply had not deigned to act.
The color rapidly drained from Liu Erlong's face.
She looked toward the golden sacred dragon, which had already vanished.
Despair filled her heart.
Yu Xiaogang lowered his hands.
He stared at Qian Daochen, replaying Yu Yuanzhen's words over and over.
The Godslaying Sword.
The Ice and Fire Dragon Kings.
Guiding the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon ancestors in establishing the Ancestral Land.
Everything pointed to the same conclusion.
The man before him truly was Qian Daochen.
"How could this be..."
Yu Xiaogang staggered.
"How could you really be him?"
Qian Daochen's expression remained calm.
"Does it matter?"
Yu Xiaogang's lips moved.
He recalled every word he had just said.
An impostor.
Cripple his cultivation.
Take him back to the clan for interrogation.
He had even told Yu Yuanzhen not to let Qian Daochen die too easily.
Yu Yuanzhen had remembered those words as well.
He bent forward, bringing his forehead close to the ground.
"Senior."
"Xiaogang had eyes but failed to see. He offended you."
"But he is my own son."
"I am willing to exchange my life for his chance to live."
The First Elder abruptly raised his head.
"Clan leader!"
Several elders paled at once.
Yu Yuanzhen was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's only Titled Douluo.
If Yu Yuanzhen died, the entire clan would lose its strongest pillar.
Yet Yu Yuanzhen did not rise.
"I failed to discipline him properly."
"If you wish to punish him, I am willing to bear it all myself."