He shouted desperately while running quickly, trying to witness the process of the Ancestor Dragon Heaven Creation.
Then at this moment—
"Crash~"
The scroll rolled up, and everything before Zhao Xing's eyes blurred.
"This..."
Zhao Xing's spirit was filled with shock, he murmured to himself.
"The Preaching Painting can actually achieve this level."
The sound cleanses the spirit but can also disturb it.
Many people become agitated when listening to chaotic sounds, while some would unknowingly fall asleep listening to a Requiem.
Zhao Xing recalled the scene he just comprehended, the kind of madness, the anger, filled his mind without him realizing.
"The Great Sound Dao, creating the heavens, truly worthy of the dominant species during the ancient epoch," Zhao Xing marveled.
There was a legend that the True Dragon Clan once spread across the Xuanhuang Realm, but they eventually disappeared.
What remains of the so-called 'Dragon Clan' today are actually inferior hybrids.
