The voice came from within the Water Spirit Coffin. Whoever was inside had not spoken for who knew how long; his voice was hoarse and grating, with a strangely hollow quality...
The voice continued, "Anyone with a complete Ancient Dragon Seal must be one of those bastards who defected back then. Those scum! Bastards!!"
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, until he could not help unleashing a torrent of curses. His terrifying voice echoed through the vast, pitch-black valley, making the entire cavern hum and shake!
But even as he cursed, he calmed down. After all, cursing was of no use.
He began muttering to himself, "Even if he isn't a deserter, he must be closely connected to them. He must have come back because his cultivation hit an immense bottleneck. Hmph! When you abandoned your race back then, you should have known there would be consequences like these."
"To think I've finally lived to see this day! Just you wait!"
As the voice inside the Water Spirit Coffin spoke, rings of spell power and spirit light surged outward...
As the blood-red spell power and spirit light surged, they formed the figure of an Ancient Dragon Race cultivator with an immensely burly build, two enormous arms, scales covering his entire body, horns on his head, and a wild mane of fiery-red hair!
The Ancient Dragon Race cultivator muttered coldly, "Hmph! They must be after the ancient dragon soul! They can forget about getting it!"
With that, the Ancient Dragon Race cultivator's figure transformed into a streak of black-and-red escaping light and flew into the vast black space...
Hum, hum, hum!!!
An astonishing ring of fluctuations from spirit light and spatial runes rippled through an empty stretch of the Star Sea...
Then.
Boom, boom!!
Two figures burst