Inside the Lock Dragon Well, the Flood Dragon hastily agreed.
Though he suspected the old Daoist's question would be far from simple, no question mattered more than his life. But as Xuanming spoke, the Flood Dragon's Dragon Heart sank to the bottom of an abyss. He realized he had relaxed too soon.
"May I ask, Dragon Lord, what secrets does Azure Dragon Mountain hold? What exactly is suppressed beneath it? Is it connected to the legendary True Dragon, or even the Azure Dragon?"
Xuanming had his suspicions about Azure Dragon Mountain's secrets. As one of the mountain range's overlords, and a Dragonblood creature himself, the Flood Dragon very likely knew something. Naturally, Xuanming had to seize this opportunity.
This was also one of his reasons for seeking out the dragon.
Seeing the Flood Dragon remain silent, Xuanming said nothing more. He merely rolled up his sleeve, shook his hand, and raised his arm slightly. The Flood Dragon reflexively drew back his head and trembled. Without further hesitation, he immediately spoke:
"True Person, fifteen hundred years ago, the Great Sheng Divine Dynasty shattered into pieces. Its Dragon Qi dispersed in every direction. Many living beings received its favor and obtained great fortune, shedding their old flesh and bones and gaining the blessing of Fortune. Among them were the founding rulers of various dynasties, the lesser sages and masters of the Hundred Schools, and certain creatures whose natures resonated with Dragon Qi.
A True Dragon obtained such an opportunity. Bathed in Dragon Qi, he purified his bloodline and greatly increased his potential. After only three hundred years of secluded cultivation, he reached the perfection of Spirit Refining. He intended to establish a Dragon Court and gather Fortune, hoping to break through into the wondrous realm above Spirit Refining and behold its magnificent