"Stop!"
An ancient voice resonated from within the Dragon Blood Crystal.
This largest Dragon Blood Crystal was also the most unyielding in the entire mine.
Previously, Teng Xiang and others had attempted to forcibly excavate it, but they couldn't budge it an inch.
But now...
Xiao Yi, relying on the Qingping Sword in his hand, was about to break it open when suddenly this voice startled him. He tightly gripped the Qingping Sword in his hand, his cold gaze fixed on the blood-red crystal stone, "Who are you?"
Buzz!
A sudden burst of red light emanated from the blood-red crystal stone.
Coalescing into an aged figure.
Wearing a long blue robe, with azure hair cascading behind, two dragon horns stood prominently atop his head. One of the horns was broken halfway, exuding an aura of weariness and ruin.
At this moment.
The aged elder was looking at Xiao Yi with a face full of awe, and said in a deep voice, "Old Dragon greets the senior!"
