The triple-elemental flames were swallowed up by the signboard.
Gu Xuande couldn't help but smile when he saw this. How could he remain so calm? It was all because of the pleasant surprise he'd left behind on the signboard.
A vigorous dragon roar resounded, and Ye Rong, who was sitting on the platform of the tower, frowned.
Ye Zichen had just released a triple-elemental flame. Not even she dared say she could withstand such an attack head-on. Ye Zichen's growth was gratifying, but she was also curious as to why the azure dragon had swallowed all three types of attacks.
"Is that the soul of a Holy Dragon?"
Not long after, Ye Rong abruptly stood up from her chair.
Most dragons were azure or red. Rarely were there golden or black dragons. However, there was an even rarer type of dragon: the Holy Dragon.
Holy Dragons were born with a sacred attribute and nourished by the five elements of heaven and earth.
Only a few dragons of this attribute had been born during the era of the Ancient Dragon Gods. That was the Dragon Race's golden age. At one point, they'd crushed the nine-tailed foxes.
However, during the Great War of Gods and Demons, the Dragon Race had suffered disastrous losses.
When the Dragon Race fell, the souls of the Holy Dragons dispersed as well. Perhaps because the Holy Dragons were simply too heaven-defying, the Dragon Race hadn't given birth to another holy-type dragon in the past ten million years.
Few of the three races knew anything about the Holy Dragons.
If it weren't for the fact that Ye Rong had inherited the Lord of Seven Star's legacy, she wouldn't have recognized the Holy Dragon's soul on the plaque.
The Holy Dragon's attacks weren't the strongest; they couldn't compare to golden or black dragons.
However, in a battle between people who used the power of the five elements, it was an invincible blade.
When he saw Ye Rong's shocked expression, Gu Xuande smiled and nodded.
"That's right, the soul of a Holy Dragon."
At this moment, his face was filled with obvious arrogance. He looked at the battlefield on the water screen and glanced at Ye Rong.
"I obtained this Holy Dragon's soul by chance during my trip to the Ancient Battlefield of Gods and Demons. Unfortunately, it no longer had its own consciousness. It was just a remnant soul. I had no choice but to place it on the signboard. "
"Your son does have some tricks up his sleeves. To be able to fuse three elements together, it can be said that he has outstanding talent among the five elements. Unfortunately, he ran into the Divine Dragon Soul. I'm afraid it's impossible for him to destroy the city plaque. "
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The dragon roared.
A second ago, the aboriginal experts at the city gate were still worried about the city plaque. In the next second, the surging collision annihilated everything. Then, a roaring dragon appeared at the city plaque.
The Azure Dragon was less than a hundred meters tall, which was considered small among the dragons.
Its entire body was ashen white. It seemed both corporeal and incorporeal at the same time. As it coiled around the city's signboard, its eyes shone with an intimidating light as it stared at Ye Zichen, who stood in the air.
Dragon Soul.
The ancient city's experts could tell that the Azure Dragon was a dragon soul. From the astonishment in their eyes, they knew that these ancient clan experts didn't know that there was a dragon soul hidden in the city plaque.
"How imposing!"
Up in the sky, the corners of Ye Zichen's lips curled up into a smile. He looked at the azure dragon's soul and murmured in admiration.
Ye Zichen could tell that the plaque was a dragon soul, not a true dragon.
Dragon souls were the most important heirlooms of the Dragon Race.
All dead dragons would have their souls placed in the Dragon Race's secret realms so that they could rest in peace.
The might of the Dragon Race couldn't be challenged!
Anyone who harbored designs on the Dragon Race's soul, no matter how they used it, would be blasphemy against their dead clansmen.
So long as the Dragon Race found out, they wouldn't rest until they were dead.
The Ancient Race!
They'd placed the dragon soul on the city plaque and treated it as the city's guardian. To put it bluntly, they were using the dragon soul to guard the gates.
If any other clan dared do this, the Dragon Race would undoubtedly turn out in full force.
The Ancient Race might've done this because they feared the Ancient Race and didn't dare touch them. Or perhaps the Ancient Race had done it in secret. The Ancient Race never appeared in the world, and anyone who left the Ancient Race didn't dare mention the Ancient Race in the slightest. As a result, the Dragon Race had no idea.
Regardless of whether the Dragon Race knew or not, the Ancient Race had done it.
Regardless of which possibility it was, it was clear that the Ancient Race truly was the number one race.
Then he looked at the dragon soul on the city plaque …..
Ye Zichen hadn't anticipated that the plaque would be protected by the dragon soul.
However, what surprised him even more was how the dragon soul had managed to devour the flames he'd fused with three different elements.
Ye Zichen couldn't quite figure out the dragon soul's situation, so he waved his hand and summoned a fireball, then a wind blade and a lightning bolt. He tossed them at the dragon soul.
This fireball was very small. It was different from the triple-elemental flames that seemed capable of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth. The Ancient Race experts at the city gates were also astonished. Why had Ye Zichen summoned a small fireball that even a supreme could block? Could it be that he'd used up all his spiritual energy while fusing three different elements?
Of course not!
Ye Zichen did this to see if the dragon soul could really devour the five elements he'd released.
However, he noticed that the dragon soul didn't seem to have a mind of its own. It existed purely to protect the city plaque. Even when Ye Zichen attacked the signboard, it simply coiled around the signboard and roared. It didn't attack Ye Zichen in the slightest.
It was very likely that the dragon soul's range of activity was the narrow space around the plaque.
The dragon soul couldn't attack of its own accord, which gave Ye Zichen a bit more confidence. No matter how strong it was, it was useless as a live target.
A live target was great!
Ye Zichen liked standing around and taking a beating. He didn't hesitate for long and summoned another pillar of water and ball of lightning.
Without exception.
When the five elements attacked the dragon soul, none of them caused any substantial damage. The dragon soul absorbed them all.
For someone like Ye Zichen, who used the Dao of the Five Elements, this was absolutely not good news.
"Heh, let's see what this little guy does this time," muttered Gu Xuande to himself as he watched the water screen.
Ye Zichen had been focused on comprehending the Dao of the Five Elements. The five elements couldn't harm the dragon soul at all. It could be said that Ye Zichen was practically crippled.
However, at that very moment, Ye Zichen, who should've been in trouble, actually laughed.
And he laughed in delight!
This delight didn't seem fake; it was genuine joy that came from the bottom of his heart.
Gu Xuande instinctively furrowed his brows. Even now, Ye Zichen could still laugh? This was truly strange.
Before long, the water screen appeared. Ye Zichen chuckled.
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