Ancestor-Level Fate Energy

Recovering from his shock, Jian Wushuang cupped his hands and said, "I'm Jian Wushuang. Greetings to Dragon Emperor Linhe."

The huge dragon's head slowly nodded, and speckles of golden light began to spread from its body.

When the middle-aged woman saw this, she hurriedly said, "Patriarch, you can't."

The dragon's body that was coiled on the giant pillar began to transform, and in a moment, it condensed into an old man in plain clothes.

The two huge dragon horns seemed to prove that he had an almost endless lifespan.

"Patriarch, you should continue to recuperate. How can you move again?" the middle-aged woman said worriedly.

The old man named the Dragon Emperor Linhe chuckled. "It's fine. I've been sick for a long time. It's fine to worsen it slightly."

The middle-aged woman shook her head helplessly and did not say anything else. She followed behind the old man.