Humble Pleading Dragon God, First Chop Off Ten Ribs! Ten Thousand Words

Qian Chaoguang spread out his Divine Sense, quietly sensing the massive dragon bones around him that faintly gave off waves of energy.

Skeletons lay scattered there one after another.

The smallest were dozens of meters long, the largest several hundred.

"Not bad. This really isn't bad." A smile curved the corners of Qian Chaoguang's mouth.

None of the Dragon Clan skeletons buried in this Dragon Valley were of low quality.

In later generations, the Dragon Horse Twin Stars could use these dragon bones to refine divine artifacts with ease. How could their quality possibly be low?

He had struck it rich this time.

As long as he revived them with Emperor's Arrival, even the weakest of these bone dragons would have at least the power of a Titled Douluo—bone dragons had a natural advantage in physique.

And on top of that, there were the vast numbers of Hundred Thousand Year True Dragon Soul Bones, Beast of Calamity-level True Dragon Soul Bones, God Level True Dragon Soul Bones, and even God King-level True Dragon Soul Bones!

Just thinking about it felt absolutely awesome!

How many people could this arm, and how many Spirit Masters with the potential to become gods could it create?

Dragon God, though your brain was no good, you really were far too generous.

I, the God of Light and Undead, the Undead Monarch Qian Chaoguang, hereby thank you in advance on behalf of the many citizens of the Undead Empire.

As he sighed with emotion, Qian Chaoguang held Huo Yutong's hand and strolled leisurely inward.

The closer they got to the interior, the larger the skeletons became, and the denser the pressure radiating from them grew.

Those piles of dragon bones were like small mountains, and even more like future Golden Bone Dragons and Amethyst Bone Dragons