"Agreed!
By the way, one more question. Has your friend been brought under the Human Clan's control?" the Golden Dragon suddenly asked.
"No, and they never will be," Tang Yan said firmly.
"Good." With its concerns laid to rest, countless golden points of starlight drifted up from the Golden Dragon's body.
More and more motes gathered, finally forming a golden pearl that floated before Tang Yan.
The Golden Dragon's majestic presence vanished in an instant. Its scales lost their luster, its appearance withered, and the light faded from its eyes.
"Thank you!" the Golden Dragon uttered. A long breath streamed from its nostrils, then it slowly closed its eyes, all life gone from its body.
"Tang Yan, the Golden Dragon was in the Saint Realm when it was alive. Giving this inheritance to the Dragon Clan might grant them another Heavenly Venerable-level combatant, a potential threat to the Human Clan.
Are you confident you can keep the situation under control?" the Emotion Sword Venerable asked gently.
Tang Yan put away the Golden Dragon's inheritance and looked solemnly at the Emotion Sword Venerable. "Rest assured, Heavenly Venerable. I am confident.
May I ask what happened in the Heavenly Wailing Ruins? How did you come to be here?"
After a moment's thought, the Emotion Sword Venerable answered, "During the war of the myriad races, the Human Clan fought the other races for seventy thousand years.
As the Human Clan gradually grew stronger, they gradually broke free of the other races' control.
To suppress the Human Clan completely and enslave them, the other races erupted in one final frenzy, sending all their elite forces into the Human Clan's territory.
Several Human Clan powerhouses laid a trap in the Heavenly Wailing Ruins, sacrificing their lives to imprison vast armies of the other races here.