Secretary Zhong's gaze was scorching as he stared at the Dantian in Cyan Treasure's lower abdomen.
There, a Bronze Tripod shimmered with a metallic luster. It had four legs and a round mouth, and its body was engraved with ancient Dragon Race patterns. The lines were powerful, as if a True Dragon were coiled around it.
Inside the tripod, an Ancient Dragon Illusion churned and surged. Though its features were too blurry to discern, its aura was overwhelmingly majestic.
As Teacher Zhong observed the Dantian, the Dragon Elephant Illusion within the tripod opened its massive draconic eyes. Its brilliant golden pupils met his Divine Sense's gaze, making contact.
A low HUM.
His mind trembled slightly, and his expression went blank. It was as if he'd heard the tripod vibrate, or perhaps the voice of the Dragon Race. He felt as if he'd dreamed his way back to antiquity, falling into an unknown wilderness.
