Here, clearly in the Deep Sea, the flames were still so dazzling, the light truly brilliant.
"The god of great Destruction must surely revive," the Sea Dragon King spoke again, repeating his earlier words. Determination flickered in his enormous eyes.
Qiu Xiangyang sighed, although he did not know what supported the terrifying Sea Dragon King's belief, he knew that it was time to truly fight with all his might.
"In fact, I could have broken through the limitations of the Golden Core and directly advanced to the Nascent Soul realm long ago," Qiu Xiangyang spoke again. He still spoke the truth, for with the air of the Ancestral Dragon, even those of the poorest aptitude could transform and achieve the Nascent Soul in perhaps just an instant. But he had never done so, knowing that once he attained the Nascent Soul, he would have to leave the Dragon Vein, as it simply could not withstand the breathing of a being who was already a Nascent Soul.
