There were countless varieties of Dragonkind: some flew through the sky, some ran over land, and some swam through water.
Even their sizes varied greatly, but most of the Dragonkind gathered before True Dragon Aotian were enormous, powerfully built.
In Aotian's eyes, these dragons could perhaps be called Dragon Beasts, to distinguish them from true dragons and other dragon breeds.
Deep down, he still looked down on these Dragon Beasts, considering them nothing more than unintelligent wild animals.
That said, there were simply too many of these creatures now.
Dragon Beast tracks now covered the entire Northern Continent.
That was no exaggeration. Dragon Beasts had flourished remarkably well during the Winter Calamity.
They were not picky eaters and ate anything. They could even digest soil mixed with ice and snow. Some were carnivores, others were herbivores, and they had even formed a food chain of their own.
The reason was simple: there were far too many varieties of Dragon Beasts.
Even Li Xiaowa and Qing Fengxi, who had awakened in the shelter, were extremely curious about them. They had even secretly disobeyed Jiang Yang's orders and gone outside to capture a few for research.
Never before had there been such a comprehensive group of creatures in this world. They could even form a self-contained whole, developing their own corresponding ecosystem and balance.
Li Xiaowa and Qing Fengxi even wondered whether these were the next Earth's Protagonist chosen by Earth's Great Will.
Then what would the next age be called?
The Dragon Age?
The wind and snow howled through the Northern Territory, whirling across the sky like goose feathers, like clustered blossoms.
The Sun's light was cold and clear, like moonlight amplified tens of thousands of times, spilling over the snow-white land.
The azure Yinglong Aotian looked down from above at