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As the jade box was slowly opened, the Dragon Core finally revealed its true appearance once more.
A Dragon Core was born at the end of an adult dragon's life.
It gathered the bloodline essence of an entire dragon's lifetime, condensed all its cultivation, and took physical form.
To dragons, its significance resembled that of the Soul Core within a Soul Master: it was the foundation of all their strength.
In the twenty thousand years of records on the Douluo Continent, instances of such remains appearing in the world were few and far between.
The historical records preserved one such account.
Ten thousand years ago, a Dragon Core left behind by a Bright White Dragon had appeared and fallen into the hands of a Limit Douluo who possessed the Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul.
Even with their compatible attributes, a human body still struggled to withstand the innate tyranny of a dragon's power.
That expert could only nurture the Dragon Core within his own body, using his Soul Power to wear down its unruly edges day after day.
A full century slowly passed before the viciousness within the Dragon Core was worn away, little by little.
That long nurturing was also a long process of attrition.
The ferocity hidden within the Dragon Core continually lashed back at its holder, old injuries piling upon one another and hastening the end of that expert's life.
Only after a century of tempering was this power finally passed to a later successor and successfully accepted.
Yet the silver dragon's Dragon Core before them far surpassed that white dragon's Dragon Core in both the level of its bloodline and the resentment and viciousness wrapped within it.
It came from a slaughter in a distant age.
In that era,