"Impossible! The Ancestral Dragon couldn't possibly still be alive!"
Just as Xu Taiping stood stunned, Dragon Emperor Cangzhou's voice suddenly rang out, and the phantom image of his remnant soul appeared before him.
Lady Jade Mother revealed herself immediately afterward.
Xu Taiping looked at Dragon Emperor Cangzhou in puzzlement.
"Why are you so certain?"
Dragon Emperor Cangzhou said gravely:
"When any Dragon Emperor falls, a bloodline resonance conveys their final words to the True Dragons closest to them in blood."
"When the Ancestral Dragon fell, at least a thousand True Dragons sensed his final words at the same time."
Xu Taiping frowned.
"Could the Ancestral Dragon have deliberately used this bloodline resonance to make you mistakenly believe he had fallen?"
Dragon Emperor Cangzhou shook his head, his gaze resolute.
"Absolutely impossible!"
With a solemn expression, he explained to Xu Taiping and Lady Jade Mother:
"Every Dragon Emperor can use this bloodline power only once, at the moment of death. It cannot be falsified."
Lady Jade Mother, who had remained silent beside them, nodded as well.
"This Palace has heard a little about this bloodline power of the Dragon Clan."
Hearing this, Xu Taiping's face filled with bewilderment.
"In that case, who exactly was that ancient dragon hidden in the sea of clouds inside the room?"
Dragon Emperor Cangzhou frowned.
"That is rather difficult to say."
He immediately added:
"After all, even I have managed to endure until now with a ruined body and a remnant soul."
Lady Jade Mother spoke thoughtfully:
"This Palace suspects that the old dragon who drove Xu Taiping out of the room was a strand of divine sense left behind by the Ancestral Dragon."
As she spoke, she looked at Xu Taiping and said seriously:
"Otherwise, given the might of a blow from the Ancestral Dragon,