Not long before, the auras of Second Under Heaven and Immortal Gold Daoist had swept across the entire Eight Regions of the Lower Realm, leaving some old monsters utterly horrified.
In these Eight Regions of the Lower Realm, where the old, weak, sick, and crippled gathered, there were actually Immortal Kings who were almost fully intact.
For the old monsters on the verge of death, this was truly an attack from a higher dimension.
Yet their auras had not only alerted their enemies, but also awakened an invincible being belonging to the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
In a Small World hidden within chaos, mist billowed and chaos hung thick.
On a cliff stood a nest, much like a bird's nest and not particularly large, built from divine wood and brimming with Chaos Immortal Light.
Inside lay three True Dragon eggs, each well over half a meter in diameter, their shells densely imprinted with dragon patterns and bearing Dragon Qi that would not dissipate.
If outsiders learned that a clutch of True Dragon eggs lay here, their shock would know no bounds.
These were True Dragons, the foremost of the Ten Fiends. Once they reached adulthood, they would stand among the finest True Immortals, and the exceptional ones among them even had a ninety-eight percent chance of breaking through into the Immortal King realm.
And here there were three whole dragon eggs.
Even an Immortal King would feel greed upon seeing them.
Unfortunately, two had long since lost all signs of life, while the remaining one struggled to hatch because of an innate deficiency.
Faintly, waves of dragon cries howled into the heavens. A horn tore through space and emerged into the outside world. It was broken, dripping blood, dull and lusterless.
Each drop of dragon blood evaporated on its