On the way, Mr. Tao shook his head. "Our purpose for this journey remains unchanged. Don't let the benefits blind your eyes."
"This is a great opportunity. One that we might never encounter again," Tang Ya said.
"For us, the Ancestral Dragon's heart may not necessarily bring benefits." Mr. Tao's pace was slow, but each step covered a great distance.
"The current troubles are nothing compared to what might come later. We don't need to invite more trouble. Besides, do you really think we are the only ones who have come here? Some people hide in plain sight. They are far beyond your imagination."
"Who are they?" Tang Ya asked in surprise.
Mr. Tao smiled but didn't answer.
Tang Ya rolled her eyes and continued on.
After some time, they saw eighteen True Dragons spiraling in the sky. Among them, there was a golden heart still beating.
"Is the Ancestral Dragon still alive?" Tang Ya asked in confusion.