Black Dragon was not worried that the little damage from the formation's backlash would have any devastating consequences for Chen Mu.
Rather, he feared that his failure to warn Chen Mu in time would leave a thorn in Chen Mu's heart, causing his trust in him to plummet.
As a loyal servant, Black Dragon absolutely did not want to see anything of the sort happen.
Chen Mu, however, paid no heed to Black Dragon's warning. He took a step and instantly appeared at the center of the altar.
He began activating the formation.
"What?!"
Seeing Chen Mu activate the mechanism so smoothly, Black Dragon could hardly believe his eyes.
He had never imagined that Chen Mu would decipher a formation created by and exclusive to the Dragon Clan.
Next came the bloodline verification.
Black Dragon was about to step forward and offer a drop of pure dragon blood.
But he saw Chen Mu slit his middle finger with his thumb, then give it a gentle squeeze.
Drip!
A drop of blood immediately fell.
Although it was only a single drop, once it landed on the stone disk, it rapidly spread in all directions along the grooves.
In vivid crimson, it traced out the image of a dragon.
The next second, the Teleportation Gate leading to the Saint Dragon Ancestral Land opened.
"Why can the Immortal Venerable open a Teleportation Passage that requires our Dragon Clan's bloodline verification?" Black Dragon could not make sense of it. His words were filled with bewilderment.
"My husband possesses the powers of many bloodlines. Your Dragon Clan's bloodline is one of them." As Ye Qingcheng walked toward the Teleportation Passage, she readily explained, clearing up Black Dragon's confusion.
"The Immortal Venerable has dragon blood? No wonder, no wonder." Black Dragon's confusion vanished completely. Seeing Chen