At the summit of White Dragon Mountain, it seemed that the gathering of the other eight dragon souls caused the dragon qi within to surge wildly, with the sounds of dragon roars emanating from the mountain peak.
People looked up, only to see an enormous dragon head emerging from the peak!
Roaring incessantly towards the sky!
The White Dragon Soul!
After casting a greedy glance at it, the crowd returned their focus to Blackie.
What level of bloodline power was this? And what were those talismans?
Could they really boost someone at the half-step Ancestral Realm to break through their shackles and reach the Ancestral Realm?
Both the Azure Dragon Commander and the Celestial Sword Ancestor looked at Blackie in astonishment.
They harbored the same doubts in their hearts.
However, whatever the case, the gap in high-level combat power had been reduced to the minimum.
