Li Ping'an had just finished speaking when the clear and crisp water in the Dragon Locking Well on his left-hand side suddenly began to swirl and gush upwards. After the well water burst forth from the well, it gathered into a headless dragon holding its own dragon head, crystal clear and translucent. Bathed in the moonlight, it was beautiful yet sinister.
This headless dragon, holding its blood-drenched dragon head, cried out to all the living:
"Buddhist Demon of the Western Heavens, give me back my life! Give me back my life! Five hundred years ago you plotted to kill me, and now you've deceived my nine children into assisting a tyrant, come out! Come out! I want your life!"
"What? It's actually a Dragon Soul?"
