One day, there came the sound of a horn resonating from an unknown distance. The drawn-out sound seemed eternal, echoing like an ancient thunder rolling in.
Formed from a true dragon's horn, it was a product of the Age of Immortals.
An instrument developed for sending swifter warnings.
The True Dragon had cut off his own two horns, which after crafted, became this instrument.
A few strands of True Dragon Power were concealed within the horn. Once blown, its sound could rumble across every corner of Nine Heavens and Ten Lands in an instant. The booming sound was enough to make anyone take notice at once.
"Whoosh…"
The sounding of the horn, like the urgent beat of a war drum, rippled throughout the silent dawn. The deep, shocking harmony resembled the bellow of a god, radiating a bone-chilling cold and an invincible majesty.
At the same time, as the True Dragon Horn was blown...
There were omens that appeared between the heaven and earth.