Looking at the Dragon Spirit that showed no signs of regaining consciousness, Er Dan could only lay nearby, watching without blinking.
No one knew how long it would take the Dragon Spirit to digest its lost flesh and blood.
Er Dan carefully examined the mysterious injuries on the Dragon Spirit's body, unable to discern their cause.
Especially now, the Dragon Spirit couldn't even maintain its basic true form, and had seriously degenerated.
At a glance, it really resembled a pitiful little loach.
"What kind of trouble did you stir up back then, to appear in such a sorry state a thousand years later..."
The Dragon Spirit lying beside him seemed unresponsive, yet had actually regained some awareness.
At this moment, Er Dan's muttering reached the Dragon Spirit's ears.
Images from a millennium ago involuntarily surfaced in its mind...
Yun Ran and her party had delayed on the road for a long time, and naturally couldn't stay idle, locked in a stalemate here.
