Then, a being walked out from the big tomb; it was an old dragon. He cupped his hands toward this side, his attitude becoming much more respectful.
The so-called myriad dragons spiraled, all in the form of Flood Dragons, without dragon horns.
Because, in essence, they are all Dragon Silkworms.
But this Dragon Silkworm is different; it has double horns and also dragon claws, as if it has truly transformed into a dragon.
Qin Ming felt neither joy nor sorrow, and said, "I've worn away the vicissitudes of nine-tenths of my life, and I am no longer who I used to be. After the glitz and glamor have faded away, I am merely an ordinary Wild Cultivator today."
Clearly, this old silkworm is in the Seventh Realm.
Even with the nurturing of the Ancestor Dragon Cave, he could hardly escape the impact of the Tao Rhythm of this world, not daring to stray too far from his nest.
