Qin Huai gazed at the slowly floating dragon head and couldn't help but walk toward it.
The dragon's head was even bigger than his courtyard, its crystal-clear white bones resembling jade and emitting a dazzling light. He approached the dragon bone, and the terrifying aura as huge as mountains and seas smashed down with a violent wind.
Qin Huai squinted his eyes at the strong wind but did not feel any heavy pressure. His entire body seemed to be enveloped by the majestic aura of the dragon corpse, and he felt warm and comfortable with an indescribable feeling.
Somehow, Qin Huai felt that he was connected to the dragon corpse. He felt something was wrong. Their hearts and bones should be connected.
Qin Huai raised his hand slightly, and the dragon corpse also raised its five claws. The hundred-meter-long body could be affected by a single move, and the entire secret chamber rumbled while the dust shook.