Transformation (1)

Zhao Hai slowly opened his eyes and let out a long breath. He had never thought that an ordinary piece of land would have such a great origin. It was the ancestral Dragon. It was the ancestral Dragon.

When his power of thought connected with the ancestral Dragon's essence, he felt that he wasn't the ancestral Dragon. The ancestral Dragon's aura, the ancestral Dragon's comprehension of the heavenly Dao, the ancestral Dragon's spirit, and everything about the ancestral Dragon were clearly transmitted into his mind, which made his comprehension of the Dao advance to another level.

However, Zhao Hai was also very clear that he couldn't use the ancestral Dragon's essence right now, because he had no way of using it.

However, no matter what, he had obtained the ancestral Dragon's essence. This was definitely a good thing for him. He believed that he would be able to use this ancestral Dragon's essence one day.