As one of the Half-Life Dragon Kings of the previous generation, not being able to evolve into an Ancestral Dragon was definitely the deepest thorn in the heart of the Southern Wasteland's old dragon. It was enough to make him regret it for the rest of his life.
But as a matter of fact, he was not a loser like Brolin said. Or in a certain sense, all the Half-Life Dragon Kings of the previous generation could actually be considered as losers.
Because the Ancestral Dragon of the previous generation was not evolved from the competition between the Half-Life Dragon Kings. It was nurtured by the essence of ten thousand dragons with the help of the dragon's sacred tree. It was the innate Ancestral Dragon, in other words, the snow-white little critter's mother!
The reason why the Southern Wasteland's old dragon had a love-hate attitude towards the snow-white little critter was because of this.
On one hand, the snow-white little critter's identity was also the innate Ancestral Dragon of the dragon race. As the previous generation's Dragon King, the Southern Wasteland's old dragon naturally had to take care of it in every possible way.
But on the other hand, it was precisely because of the snow-white little critter's mother that the Southern Wasteland's old dragon and the other Dragon Kings of the previous generation lost the opportunity to compete for the Ancestral Dragon. Therefore, it was impossible for the Southern Wasteland's old dragon to not have any hatred in his heart.
In addition, when the snow-white little critter and its mother were born, the dragons directly exterminated several clans. It could even be said that their vitality was greatly damaged. The Southern Wasteland's old dragon was even more displeased with the snow-white little critter.
Otherwise, how could he let the snow-white little critter's body get destroyed in the Celestial City with his own eyes and not intervene?
Now, Brolin's words could be said to have touched the Southern Wasteland's old dragon's reverse scale. It thoroughly ignited the flames of anger in his heart all of a sudden.
"Hand over my race's sacred tree, or else only death awaits you!" The Southern Wasteland's old dragon stared at Brolin and shouted sternly.
Seeing this scene, Brolin immediately revealed an amused expression.
He looked at the Southern Wasteland's old dragon and said with a pondering expression, "Did I hear wrongly? You, a loser who was seriously injured by me just now, is actually threatening me now?"
"Hmph!" Hearing Brolin's words, the Southern Wasteland's old dragon sneered, "You are indeed very strong, I am not your opponent. But unfortunately, you are still a half-life Ancestor God in the end. You have yet to step into the domain of God! "
"As powerful as you are, you should have sensed those two auras not long ago!" The Southern Wasteland's elder dragon stared at Brolin and said, "Two Ancestor God level experts entered the starry sky from the Dragon Island. One of them was the previous Ancestor Dragon of my Dragon Clan!"
"Oh?" Hearing the old dragon's words, Brolin's face suddenly revealed a strange expression.
What the other party was talking about was the fight between him and the previous generation ancestor, Long Yi, in the starry sky a few years ago. It had indeed shaken the entire World of Immortals and attracted many Half Ancestral Gods to enter the starry sky to watch the fight.
Brolin didn't expect that this Southern Wasteland's old dragon would actually use the Ancestor Dragon to threaten him. This made Brolin feel somewhat amused.
"If I'm not wrong, you must have obtained the Holy Tree from that human brat named Xiao Chen." The Southern Wasteland's old dragon sneered as he looked at Brolin, "Although that small Holy Tree previously belonged to that snow-white little critter, it is actually the sacred object of my Dragon Clan. That senior of my clan must have been paying attention to it all along."
"If you hand it over now, the matter won't be that serious. But if you wait until that senior of my clan comes to look for you personally, humph!" The Southern Wasteland's old dragon stared at Brolin.
"What can I do if he comes to look for me?" Brolin asked back with a playful expression.
Seeing Brolin's attitude, the expression of the Southern Wasteland's old dragon couldn't help but change. He didn't expect that the other party would actually not put their Dragon Clan's Ancestor Dragon in his eyes.
"It seems like the Ancestor God level experts have disappeared from this world for too long. It's been so long that all living things have already lost their reverence!" The Southern Wasteland's old dragon stared at Brolin as a mocking expression appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Hearing these words, the corner of Brolin's mouth also revealed a strange smile.
"What you said makes a lot of sense." He chuckled. His eyes flickered with a strange radiance as he looked at the Southern Wasteland's old dragon, "You said earlier that one of the two Ancestor God level experts is your clan's Ancestor Dragon, but I wonder who the other one is?"
"Humph, does this have anything to do with you?" The Southern Wasteland's old dragon sneered.
"Of course it has something to do with me." Brolin opened his mouth. The expression on his face was incomparably strange. The corner of his mouth pulled up as he stared at the Southern Wasteland's old dragon, "Because, the one who charged into the starry sky with your clan's Ancestor Dragon back then was me!"
"Boom!"
In the next moment, Brolin no longer had the slightest restraint. He stretched out his palm. The rainbow-colored divine radiance was extremely dazzling as it streaked across the sky and pressed down on the Southern Wasteland's old dragon!
"How is this possible?!"
Hearing Brolin's words and feeling the might emitted by the other party's palm, the expression of the Southern Wasteland's old dragon changed greatly in an instant. His pair of eyes emitted disbelief and fear!
"Rip!"
In a split second, the space where he was at was directly severed by that rainbow-colored palm. He was isolated outside of heaven and earth. No matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to break free from the shackles!
In the next moment, the Southern Wasteland's old dragon's entire body was grabbed by that rainbow-colored palm!
"You! You are an Ancestor God?! "
At this moment, the Southern Wasteland's old dragon was fixed in the void by the rainbow-colored palm. The shock and anger on his face were simply indescribable. He stared at Brolin and cried out in alarm.
His eyes were filled with disbelief. "Humph!" Hearing the Southern Wasteland's old dragon's words, the corner of Brolin's mouth curled into a sneer.
"How is this possible?!" The Southern Wasteland's old dragon felt like he was going crazy at this moment. He was actually targeted by an Ancestor God!
What shocked him the most was the Ancestor God aura emitted by Brolin. He was very familiar with that kind of aura. He had seen it before in the past!
"Innate Ancestor Dragon! How is this possible?! "
As the previous Half Life Dragon King, the Southern Wasteland's old dragon had seen the snow-white little critter Ke's mother before. She was the rainbow-colored Ancestor Dragon that was nurtured by the sacred tree using the essence of ten thousand dragons.
The other party was born with the strength of an Ancestor God!
And at this moment, regardless of whether it was the rainbow-colored divine radiance unleashed by Brolin or the aura of an Ancestor God, they were actually very similar to that rainbow-colored Ancestor Dragon. It could even be said that there was not much difference between them!
"Who the hell are you?!" The Southern Wasteland's old dragon resisted the fear in his heart and shouted while looking at Brolin.
The other party actually had the same aura as the dragon race's innate Ancestor Dragon. This was definitely an incomparably terrifying thing.
"Is it very strange?" Brolin opened his mouth and said with a mocking expression, "You want to know what's going on?"
"Unfortunately, I am not going to tell you."
Hearing Brolin was making fun of him, the Southern Wasteland's old dragon's face immediately turned incomparably dark. Soon after, he seemed to have thought of something and a look of realization appeared on his face.
"No wonder, no wonder that old senior fought with you in the starry sky!" He roared in a low voice and stared fixedly at Brolin.
The Southern Wasteland's old dragon felt that the reason why the previous generation's Ancestor Dragon fought with this mysterious Ancestor God in the starry sky several years ago was definitely because the other party had infiltrated the Dragon Island and obtained some secrets related to the innate Ancestor Dragon!
"Damn it, he is still safe and sound. It seems like even that old senior couldn't do anything to him!" The Southern Wasteland's old dragon was furious. At the same time, he was alarmed by Brolin's strength.
One must know that the Ancestor Dragon was considered a powerhouse even among the Ancestor Gods. Ordinary Ancestor Gods were no match for the Ancestor Dragon of the dragon race. And this mysterious Ancestor God in front of him was actually able to escape unscathed from the hands of the previous generation's Ancestor Dragon. It was obvious that the other party's strength was absolutely formidable.
Now, he had fallen into the hands of the other party. Moreover, the other party had obviously formed an enmity with the dragon race. Perhaps the situation wasn't too optimistic.
"You have already plundered part of the power belonging to my race, and now you are making a move against me. What are your intentions?" He stared at Brolin, "My dragon race is the strongest race in the Nine Prefectures. Even if you are an Ancestor God, if you really provoke my race, there won't be a good end for you!"
He wanted to use the entire dragon race to deter Brolin, so as to prevent the other party from really making a move against him.
"The strongest race in the Nine Prefectures?" Hearing the words of the Southern Wasteland's old dragon, Brolin sneered, "A group of pitiful worms that were suppressed by a stele on a deserted island actually have the face to call themselves the strongest race? What a joke! "
"You …" Hearing Brolin's merciless ridicule, the Southern Wasteland's old dragon was instantly enraged. Soon after, he sneered and said, "That's right, my dragon race is indeed suppressed by the Heavenly Stele. However, I wonder if an Ancestor God like you can move that Heavenly Stele?"
After the Southern Wasteland's old dragon finished his words, a strange smile appeared on Brolin's face.
In the next moment, he stretched out one of his hands. Suddenly, a ray of light flashed and a palm-sized brick-like object appeared on his palm.
"How is this possible?!"
The Southern Wasteland's old dragon, who was originally sneering, widened his eyes when he saw that brick-like object. His face revealed an extremely shocked expression!
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