Old Fart..
When the dragon ancestor heard these four words, the corners of his eyes could not help but Twitch. He stared at Yang Tian’s back and said in a deep voice, “Little Guy, you are the most arrogant human I have ever seen.”
Yang Tian stood up and turned around. He looked at the dragon ancestor with a smile and said indifferently, “Thank you for your praise!”
Yang Tian was not surprised that the dragon ancestor could see through his ‘soul’, because the dragon ancestor had the clan tablet, a magical talisman artifact.
At this moment, the dragon ancestor was carrying the clan stele on his body. It was hanging on the dragon ancestor’s waist. It was a nine-colored plate, about the size of a palm, and it was emitting extremely weak runic energy fluctuations.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the strange program was extremely sensitive to runic energy, it wouldn’t have been able to tell that this small plate was actually the Dragon Clan’s supreme treasure -- the Dragon Clan Stele.
