"This... huh, wait a minute! Could this be the legendary Mountain Dragon?!"
In the Mountain Dragon Cave, Zhao Jijian ignored the tree roots filling the cave, his gaze completely fixed on the Mountain Dragon Remains, as enormous as a mountain, his expression utterly shocked.
He rushed over eagerly, touching the petrified and rough true skin with his hands, his expression instantly filled with immense regret.
"What a pity! If only it were still alive, how great would that be!"
Standing nearby, upon hearing these words, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but sneer internally, thinking: "If the Mountain Dragon were still alive, the three of us would have been doomed a long time ago."
However, Zhao Xuanjing wasn't too concerned with the Mountain Dragon since he was young and had not heard of its formidable reputation. Instead, he found the spirit worms burrowing in and out very interesting.