Besides, if the Golden Dragon Soul inside the Golden Dragon Spear carried it far away and encountered a living golden dragon, it would become that dragon's forty-ninth rib, giving it the potential to ascend to Dragon God.
Yang Ming's expression darkened.
He had never read the sequels to Douluo I, so he had not known much about the Golden Dragon Spear before. Now he discovered that what he had obtained was little more than a chicken rib—tasteless to eat, yet a pity to throw away.
What alarmed him even more was the seal inside the Golden Dragon Spear. It had no fewer than nine layers and was extremely strange. The first few layers did not seem powerful at all. Even when Yang Ming fed just a little Soul Power into them, they immediately vanished without a trace, offering no resistance.
But when Yang Ming tried to lift the final few layers, he ran straight into a wall. Not only did he fail to tear the seal open, but a backlash struck him, shaking his Divine Sense and bringing on a wave of nausea.
At the same time, the powerful aura spilling from those final layers allowed Yang Ming to sense just how formidable their original owner had been.
The power of this seal was immense, because it came from the Dragon God of old!
Even if several Supreme Gods of the God Realm Committee acted together, they might not be confident of breaking this seal!
After easily defeating Beast God Di Tian, Yang Ming had originally felt he was capable of testing his strength against the gods of the Divine Realm.
Yet before the powerful aura spilling from this seal, Yang Ming finally understood the enormous gulf between himself and the Dragon God. It was like an impassable heavenly chasm!