At the Imperial Pass, Lin Fan headed straight out of the city. Nothing in this age could stop him anymore. He arrived at the Heavenly Beast Forest in the Border Wasteland.
This place was deeply mysterious. Bordering the Foreign Realm, it had unusual terrain and had always been sealed by a grand formation. Very few dared venture here.
Now, Lin Fan had come and met Second Under Heaven.
He was enormous, snow-white from head to tail, with formidable scales and a pair of wings. He, too, was a kind of dragon-a Yinglong!
This was Second Under Heaven, who had once dared contend with the Scarlet Dragon's ancestor for supremacy and the title of True Dragon. Unfortunately, he had lost by half a move in the end.
Even so, that hardly diminished his renown. What Immortal King was ever ordinary?
Sadly, he was now bound in chains, with a rusty War Spear embedded in his head. It suppressed him and had also inflicted a fatal wound.
Crack!
Lin Fan acted, tearing apart the chains around him and pulling out the rusty War Spear.
"Roar..."
The instant his restraints were removed, Second Under Heaven abruptly opened his eyes and let out a savage roar that shook heaven and earth.
Had an ordinary person been standing so close, the roar would have blown them apart. They could never have withstood an Immortal King's might.
But Lin Fan's Dao arts were boundless, and his strength was immense. He remained perfectly calm; it could not hurt him at all. He studied the dragon.
"His primordial spirit was wounded too severely in the Immortal Ancient War. His main soul is trapped in the Void God Realm, leaving only residual imprints in his body."
Lin Fan soon understood the problem. Second Under Heaven was still alive and