Looking at that chair of ice, Yan Zhaoge could feel an aura of a crouching tiger and a coiling dragon eternally wreathing it.
It seemed as though he had travelled back in time, able to see images of the past, a powerful Martial Saint expert just seated there, looking at the ice pillar at the centre of the great hall.
Coming beside the chair, Yan Zhaoge turned towards the great hall, looking at the body of the true dragon sealed in ice at its centre.
Ah Hu also calmed as he asked, "Young Master, the difficulty of storing this true dragon's body must be great. How can we bring it fully away?"
Yan Zhaoge said, "You don't have to worry about this; I already have an idea on how to do it. Let's first check the other things within this ice palace."
Ah Hu acknowledged his words, volunteering himself to perform the search.
Yan Zhaoge remained where he was, stroking his lower chin as he pondered.
When Ah Hu returned, he saw that their gains were rather abundant.