"If... if one day, members of our clan could go to that world too."
Yu Yuanzhen did not finish, because he knew that this "if" was far too distant, so distant that there was almost no chance of it coming true.
But he still could not help thinking about it.
Because the Sky Screen had shown him a possibility, one he had never considered before.
A snake could transform into a dragon.
Then what about the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?
If, one day, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon could also complete that transformation...
What would their clan's future look like?
Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes.
Not because he no longer wanted to watch, but because he needed to think carefully.
To think about what path this clan should take next.
On the Sky Screen, the scene continued.
The three Thousand Jun Ant Emperor brothers left the Ancient Battlefield Ruins and returned to the small chamber they had dug at a depth of five hundred zhang.
Ever since the eldest brother swallowed that bead, his body had been quietly changing.
His carapace gleamed a little brighter than before. Though the naked eye could not discern much difference, the second and third brothers could sense through their antennae that the spiritual energy within their eldest brother was circulating just a tiny bit faster.
The saint dragon origin sealed within that bead was truly too faint. After being depleted for who knew how many years, its remaining power might not even have amounted to one ten-thousandth of what it had been at its peak.
But for an eighty-thousand-year-old ant, even one ten-thousandth of one ten-thousandth was an immense blessing.
The three brothers curled up in the small chamber, occasionally twitching their antennae to exchange brief pieces of information.
The eldest brother: "We