"Damn it!"
"You actually possess a fragment of the Taoist Scripture?"
A childish scream echoed in Xu Wendong's mind, the voice coming from the Dragon Soul.
"Not bad, not bad, truly deserving of someone who can endure Lord Long's Nine Dragons Tempering Body."
"From now on, Lord Long will reside within your body."
A big question mark arose in Xu Wendong's heart: "Lord Long, could it be that you are the creator of the Nine Dragons Refinement Technique?"
An arrogant voice sounded in Xu Wendong's Sea of Consciousness: "Besides Lord Long, who else could create such a powerful, heaven-defying, and invincible cultivation technique?"
After a pause, the voice rose again, but now filled with endless disappointment: "Before Lord Long died, I created this technique hoping they could have a powerful physical body, so that Lord Long could enter them and nurture their souls."
"Unfortunately, my Dragon Clan is full of useless people; no one could withstand this cultivation technique!"
