Tears streamed from its dragon eyes. They froze into icy beads in the air and rolled onto the scorched black earth. A Dragon Clan overlord that had lived for a hundred thousand years did not fear death in its final moments. Instead, it mourned the imperfection of its bloodline.
"My entire life... I searched for an opportunity to evolve my bloodline... Unfortunately... I have no chance left..."
The Frost Giant Dragon's gaze locked onto the phantom of the Ice Dragon King behind Bing Yekong, its dragon eyes burning with one last fervor.
"You are the Ice Dragon King... the true Ice Dragon King... Your bloodline... is what I have dreamed of..."
Bing Yekong understood at that moment.
His Ice Dragon King Martial Soul was a supreme existence to soul beasts with Dragon Clan Bloodlines.
The Ice Dragon King was one of the most noble bloodlines among the Dragon Clan. Within the Dragon Clan's bloodline hierarchy, the Ice Dragon King stood at the pinnacle of the pyramid.
And the faint trace of Ice Dragon King Bloodline within the Frost Giant Dragon made it even more sensitive to this aura, and even more desirous of it.
"What do you want?" Bing Yekong asked. His voice was calm, but his eyes were deep as an abyss.
The Frost Giant Dragon shifted its gaze from the Ice Dragon King phantom to Bing Yekong.
It looked at the human boy with an almost devout gaze, as though it were beholding a faith.
"I failed my tribulation... I will not live past today..." Its voice grew weaker and weaker, every word draining its last remaining strength. "The Soul Ring and Soul Bone condensed from my hundred thousand years of cultivation... In another's hands... they would only be absorbed normally... But if I give them to you..."