After hearing Lu Xuan's words, the Crocodile Dragon Spirit, though still vigilant, was no longer hysterical, nearly going mad as before.
Lu Xuan used the thunder net to control it and let the Demonic Vine lead the way into a vast hall behind the Stone Hall.
Inside the hall, the considerably noticeable skeleton of a Crocodile Dragon, stretching twenty to thirty yards, commanded attention.
The skeleton was extremely well-preserved and lifelike, curled up and looking rather majestic and spectacular.
In the center, there were three pale white spheres, with numerous Crocodile Dragon phantasms appearing and disappearing on their surfaces.
Inside each sphere was a tiny Crocodile Dragon, which gave off no detectable aura, as if it were in a deep slumber.
"Looking at this, these three little Crocodile Dragons seem to have been born not long ago, and due to some reason, were put into a deep sleep by the Seventh Grade Crocodile Dragon before it died, using some special method,"
