Countless dragon shadows swept past Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan did not have to dodge; he simply watched those Light Dragons shuttle by, stirring fierce gusts of wind.
This was a process of mutual selection. If Ye Xuan did not choose any dragon shadow, these shadows would not collide with him.
Roar!
Suddenly, a tremendous roar came from ahead. Ye Xuan abruptly looked up to see a Golden Dragon shadow rushing wildly toward him, crashing headlong.
"It's a Golden Dragon."
Ye Xuan's eyes lit up. This Golden Dragon was precisely the type that matched his true form.
Just when Ye Xuan was about to meet it, he suddenly stopped. After a moment's hesitation, he flinched aside, avoiding the path of the Golden Dragon.
"Though this Golden Dragon is stronger than the others, it's still some distance from the bottom of this pool. Better go and see below."
Ye Xuan pondered for a moment. Since he had entered this Ancestor Dragon Pool, he must find the best possible.
