Whenever dragons were mentioned, they were associated with authority and power. Through thousands of years of cultural heritage, no one would deny or question a dragon's authority.
But in this world, after thousands of years of historical change, countless mythical creatures had withdrawn from the stage of history, no longer appearing before human eyes. Dragons were among them.
The dragon Wei Yanchi could summon was not the true body of a True Dragon capable of overturning the seas and commanding wind and rain, but merely a remnant of its soul. Yet that single remnant was unimaginably powerful, enough to make forces across the world wary.
That power was forceful and domineering. Wei Yanchi was still too young to control it properly, which was why Zhang Ninde had been so nervous the first time he summoned the True Dragon's remnant soul to tear an Instance apart.
But now he only needed the True Dragon's remnant soul to carry them through the sky for a while. Such a simple task was still within Wei Yanchi's capabilities.
The torrential rain no longer lashed their bodies. The curtain of rain parted before them, and ten thousand meters below lay a white haze and a dark, frigid ocean.
The True Dragon carried them northwest.
Sitting beside Xie De, Wei Yanchi explained knowledgeably, "There's a legend about the Eastern Sea. It says that because Tokyo City's emperor was incompetent and his court corrupt, the Dragon King of the Eastern Sea petitioned the Jade Emperor and received permission to swallow the city. Then the Jade Emperor sent Lü Dongbin to save those in the city who still had a conscience."
"Lü Dongbin sold oil to test their hearts, but only Ge Hong and her daughter paid honestly for what they took. So Lü Dongbin told Ge Hong