"Dragon race's founding ancestor …" Ye Yuan muttered to himself.
The White Tiger Sacred Ancestor's strength was definitely powerful to the extent that it made people unable to imagine.
Then the dragon race's founding ancestor's strength could simply be described using connecting to the heavens and penetrating the earth.
Cultivating to this sort of boundary was simply something inconceivable.
"Members of the dragon clan who possess an Atavism Dragon Soul, regardless of what kind of dragon race cultivation method they cultivate, they will all understand with a snap. Furthermore, the cultivation speed is also unimaginable fast! It's just a pity that …" White Light swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.
Ye Yuan scolding with a smile, "You punk, even keeping me in suspense!"
