Upon stepping into the Holy Dragon Footprint, a familiar sensation arose spontaneously.
As if an illusion took hold of his heart, Sikong Jing saw before him a man, a dragon, and a long spear, exactly as they were while slaughtering everything in the Long Night Star Palace. The so-called Holy Dragon under the man was none other than the Demon Dragon that had just consumed the inner core.
Its body aflame, wings on its back, and wing bones sharp as spears!
Sikong Jing was utterly astonished, he hadn't expected such a coincidence, but he understood why he had been drawn here—it was surely because the Demon Dragon Core shared the exact same aura as the Holy Dragon from hundreds of years ago.
What surprised Sikong Jing even more was...
The Holy Dragon Footprint, condensed by the Holy Dragon students from centuries past, still retained such terrifying power that, because he was comprehending the same kind of demonic power, it gave rise to an illusion!
