After Ye Xiong left, the "Dragon King" swam along the spiral architecture. To accommodate the serpentine bodies of the Dragon Clan, their buildings are generally spacious, mostly curved rather than straight.
His body gradually unfolded, gliding in the deep sea. Beneath his resplendent scales, the black-red aura of death was fading.
The more he moved, the more intense the essence demon energy became. Eventually, "he" gradually felt his "mind" becoming clearer.
"That Holy Emperor Venerable, although he lost quite a bit of memory during the transcend tribulation, he's only slightly better than me today, but at least he didn't lose his realm, nor his essence."
"Moreover, to escape with life under the pursuit of the Heavenly Favored Clan, he shouldn't be too weak."
"An enemy completely inscrutable... from this heaven and earth? Carefree Stage? Or a new 'favored' from the clan?"
