The Candle Dragon wailed in agony.
It wasn't a wail born from boiling oil, scorching flames, lightning strikes, shattered bones, or a ruptured heart. It had endured such pain for countless years and had long since learned to bear it in silence.
It wailed because all its previous efforts had come to nothing. It would be discovered by the Demon Ancestor and Taiyi, scrutinized by those two Dao Fruit Existences. Its hopes of attaining Daluo, achieving the Dao Fruit, and avenging its blood feud had all crumbled to dust!
"HAHAHAHA..."
The despairing Candle Dragon instantly recovered, coiling in the clouds and letting out a wretched laugh.
It raised its head, dazed, and stared at the two small children, murmuring:
"Such is the will of heaven... such is the will of heaven..."
The Candle Dragon lowered its head.
"You two little ones, just go... There is a great treasure within Taishan. If you can, take it with you. Don't let the Demon Ancestor get it."
