Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

0Yang Bo stared at the Ancestral Dragon in the Dragon Transformation Pool. He could clearly see that the Ancestral Dragon's shadow had become even more solid.    

    

It was obvious that while the Golden Dragon King and the others were fighting the Ancestral Dragon's shadow outside, the Ancestral Dragon in the Dragon Transformation pool was secretly growing.    

    

Long Xiyi felt even more fortunate that she was with Yang Bo. If she had not followed Yang Bo and rushed out, she might have died.    

    

Yang Bo was filled with shock. He could vaguely feel that the Ancestral Dragon might have predicted the situation in front of him. He had arranged two remnant souls to avoid this disaster.    

    

The Golden Dragon King, on the other hand, had a determined expression. He stared at the direction of the golden mountain and shouted again, "Everyone, attack together with me!"    

    

"As long as we kill the Ancestral Dragon's shadow, we can destroy the Ancestral Dragon's illusion. He won't want to revive again!"    

    

Everyone listened to the Golden Dragon King's words, but their gazes fell on the Dragon Transformation Pool.    

    

Obviously, everyone had realized the problem. They could kill the Ancestral Dragon in the direction of the golden mountain, but it was not so easy to kill the Ancestral Dragon in the Dragon Transformation Pond.    

    

The Golden Dragon King suddenly snorted and shouted, "This time, the Golden Dragon Clan has caused such a ruckus, making everyone laugh at them!"    

    

"If the Ancestral Dragon wants to revive, it needs a large amount of vitality. It will undoubtedly harm all living beings and harm the cultivators of the Golden Dragon Clan. Therefore, we must not let the Ancestral Dragon revive!"    

    

"Today, I will personally seal the Dragon Transformation Pool. From now on, there will be no Rising Dragon Gathering!"    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The news announced by the Golden Dragon King was like a thunderclap that exploded in the minds of every Golden Dragon cultivator.    

    

If there was no Rising Dragon Gathering, how would they advance to the Golden Immortal Realm?    

    

If that was the case, wouldn't the descendants of the Golden Dragon Clan have no chance to grow up?    

    

The Golden Dragon King was decisive. He stared ahead and formed a seal with his hands. He shouted, "Ancestor Dragon, although you are the ancestor of the Golden Dragon Clan, the Golden Dragon Clan will never allow you to revive!"    

    

"Today, the Dragon Transformation Pool will be closed. Please forgive me!"    

    

As he spoke, the Dragon Transformation Pool gradually disappeared. The direction of the Dragon Transformation Pool turned into a cliff.    

    

Yang Bo stared in the direction of the Dragon Transformation Pool. He could clearly see Ancestor Dragon roaring towards the sky with anger in his eyes.    

    

The remaining cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Pool were filled with despair. They rushed over with all their might, wanting to rush out of the Dragon Transformation Pool, but they had no chance. They could only watch as the barrier of the Dragon Transformation Pool turned into a precipice.    

    

The Dragon Transformation Pool had disappeared!    

    

The cultivators of the Dragon Clan heaved a long sigh!    

    

This was their hope, and also the foundation of their inheritance.    

    

All the Golden Dragons of the Golden Immortal Realm had experienced the Dragon Transformation Pool. This was a step that they had to take to grow up. They did not need to kill the three corpses, but they needed to experience the Dragon Transformation Pool.    

    

Now that the Dragon Transformation Pool had disappeared, they were afraid that the Golden Dragon would also go downhill.    

    

The Golden Dragon King carried the hope of the Golden Dragon Clan, but he did not dare to relax. He stared into the distance and shouted, "Everyone, follow me and kill Ancestor Dragon!"    

    

All the sages were ready. Everyone was ready, and they formed hand seals.    

    

The Ancestral Dragon on the golden mountain stared in the direction of the Golden Dragon King and spat out four words, "Bastard! Traitor!"    

    

The Golden Dragon King took the lead and activated a Dao Art. A huge golden dragon flew out and headed straight for the Ancestral Dragon.    

    

Immediately after, a large number of Dao Arts attacked.    

    

Yang Bo could clearly see that the Ancestral Dragon had also launched an attack at this time. His body turned into a golden dragon and charged towards the resplendent Dao Art.    

    

The two sides clashed with each other, and the entire world lost its voice. The world was silent.    

    

Yang Bo stared into the distance and watched the Ancestral Dragon launch an attack. He could not help but be surprised. Since the Ancestral Dragon had such a method, why didn't he use it earlier?    

    

Boom!    

    

With a loud explosion, a powerful force attacked Yang Bo and the others in the direction of the Ancestral Dragon.    

    

Yang Bo was already prepared. He reached out his hand and grabbed Number Four's collar, pulling him and quickly retreating.    

    

Moments later, Yang Bo stood a few hundred kilometers away. He turned around and looked behind him, and he could not help but be shocked.    

    

In the direction of the golden mountain, thick smoke billowed, as if it had been attacked by a bomb.    

    

The entire world was covered in thick smoke.    

    

Light flashed in Yang Bo's eyes. He could clearly see that the surrounding area of the golden mountain had been flattened.    

    

Everyone on the scene rushed out safely. They scattered in all directions and looked at the thick smoke in the distance. Everyone was shocked.    

    

As an outsider, Yang Bo was shocked and sighed in his heart.    

    

However, the Golden Dragon Clan was the party involved. Their home was destroyed, their Ancestral Dragon was killed, and they suffered a great loss. This made them very sad!    

    

Many of the Golden Dragons couldn't help but wail!    

    

In this battle, the Golden Dragon Clan suffered a great loss. The Dragon Transformation Pool was destroyed, the golden mountain was destroyed, and half of the Golden Dragons were killed.    

    

The Golden Dragon King stared at the direction of the golden mountain. His eyes were dull, and his entire person was immersed in great sorrow.    

    

Even though there were also many disciples of the Saint who died, and they were locked up in the Dragon Transformation Pool to die, these Saints did not seem to be very sad.    

    

To the Saints, there were many disciples in the Immortal Realm. Even if they lost one, there were still many disciples.    

    

Finally, the smoke and dust in the direction of the golden mountain disappeared. The entire golden mountain was leveled, and the Ancestral Dragon also disappeared.    

    

Everyone looked at this scene and finally heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

No. 4 stared into the distance. He whispered to Yang Bo, "Let's escape this calamity!"    

    

"The Golden Dragon Clan suffered a great loss. I wonder what they will do?"    

    

Yang Bo shook his head. "This is not a problem that you should be concerned about."    

    

"No matter how great the loss of the Golden Dragon Clan is, it's only the tip of the iceberg. As long as the Golden Dragon Bloodline is still there, they can continue to develop!"    

    

At this time, Daofather Tian Yan happened to walk over.    

    

Number Four quickly pulled onto Daofather Tian Yan and asked, "What is your observation?"    

    

"What is the secret of the bloodline inheritance of the Golden Dragon Clan?"    

    

Daofather Tian Yan was helpless. "Even if I don't say it, you guys should be able to guess it. The inheritance of the Golden Dragon Clan is different from what I imagined!"    

    

"For so many years, the reason why the Golden Dragon Clan was able to maintain the current situation is because of the existence of the Ancestral Dragon!"    

    

"The Dragon Transformation Pool has the Holy Dragon Qi, which maintains the continuation of the Golden Dragon Clan."    

    

"If the Golden Dragon Clan wants to continue, I'm afraid it will be difficult!"    

    

Number Four stared at him. "You mean to say that the Golden Dragon Clan will also cut off the three corpses like us?"    

    

"If they obtain the Holy Dragon Qi, wouldn't they be able to continue the bloodline inheritance?"    

    

Daofather Tian Yan nodded with a smile. "That's about right!"    

    

"But you guys have seen it too. The Dragon Transformation Pool has already disappeared, and they no longer have the Holy Dragon Qi. How can they continue?"    

    

"Unless..."    

    

At this point, Daofather Tian Yan looked in the direction of the Golden Dragon King.    

    

Yang Bo instantly understood what Daofather Tian Yan meant. If the Golden Dragon King could transform into the Holy Dragon Qi, everything would change!    

    

However, if the Dragon Transformation Pool disappeared, how would they store the Holy Dragon Qi?    

    

Number Four looked in the direction of Yang Bo.    

    

Chapter 32 - The Dragon Transformation Pool