Extending his hands, one touching the massive dragon head, he spoke with interest.
"Haha! Interesting, so very interesting! I never imagined! You would actually concede and show humility."
"That's perfect, I intend to borrow your memories, and while I'm at it, your physical body too."
With that, he clapped his hands, activating the cultivation technique within him.
"Soul-Searching and Soul-Seizing Hand! Search for me!"
The next moment.
The Dragon Race's Second Prince Ao Hai experienced an endless torrent of pain from deep within his soul, as if it were being torn into countless pieces.
"Groan... Groan... Groan... Aaahhh... Pain... Pain..."
Roars and wails formed waves of hellish magic sounds, causing the surrounding space to ripple, as if on the verge of shattering at any moment.
To this, Lin Ping'an remained unperturbed, seemingly unaware of these occurrences.
It was not his first time using this cultivation technique; similar scenes had baptized him countless times.
