"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Chen sensed that the Taixu Ancestral Dragon's expression was off.
"Alas, the closer you get to the top, the more it feels like conspiracy is everywhere. Perhaps we cultivators are all just making wedding clothes for others in the end!" The Taixu Ancestral Dragon suddenly spoke sentimentally, not understanding why, as inexplicable images surged in his mind, leaving him feeling oppressed and heavy-hearted.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen thought for a moment and asked, "If I help you unseal your power, can your memory be restored?"
"Perhaps some memories can be restored, but I fear I've already encountered something terrifying before my power was even sealed!" the Taixu Ancestral Dragon replied.
"No matter what, let's try first. We'll take whatever restoration we can get!" Xiao Chen had previously promised the Taixu Ancestral Dragon to help him unseal his power, and he certainly wouldn't go back on his word.
Having delayed so long, it was time to start.
