Yue Wen read the information contained in the character of Dragon Script, remaining silent for a long time.
Dragon Script was far more complex than the writing of the Human Race. What it conveyed was not merely cold strokes, but also the faint melancholy Ao Xiang had felt when she wrote these words thousands of years ago.
Come to think of it, he really did have quite a connection with the Azure Dragon Ao Ye.
He had entered his Secret Realm in River City, obtained the Azure Dragon Pearl he had left behind, and seen the record of his life.
As the most outstanding Heavenly Prodigy of the ancient Azure Dragon clan, Ao Ye had bravely ventured into Northern Sky and fought his way to the peak of the Void Realm. After another century in seclusion, he had indeed created a Secret Realm.
But the Secret Realm had still lacked Treasure Soil at the time. When he returned to seek help from his own kind, he discovered that the Four Seas Dragon Palace had vanished.
He had been ambushed by two Fallen Immortals of the Longevity Sect. Although he escaped, he suffered injuries severe enough to end his life and cultivation. After leaving the Azure Dragon Burial Ground in Northern Sky, he turned himself into Treasure Soil and perished.
So, before his death, another member of the Dragon Clan had already fallen while searching for him?
Neither of these two dragons, a man and a woman, had seen the other's final words. Instead, thousands of years after both had fallen, their messages had finally come together through Yue Wen.
He tightened his grip on the folding fan and murmured, "Senior Ao Xiang, I inherited Senior Ao Ye's Azure Dragon Pearl, so I could be considered his successor. With this Green