Suddenly, Wu Wang in Shen Qing's hand began to tremble violently. It transformed into a dragon's body and flew towards that direction.
"Wu Wang, be careful!"
Shen Qing tried to stop it but only managed to touch its tail. She watched helplessly as it flew towards that person.
Wu Wang turned into a tiny dragon and circled around that person several times. Shen Qing, who had a contract with Wu Wang, could clearly sense its excited emotions.
That person raised his hand. His wide sleeve revealed a section of fair, almost transparent skin. He scratched under Wu Wang's chin with his finger.
"Little guy, someone has taken you out of the Sword Tomb. After sleeping for tens of thousands of years, have you been comfortable?"
Tickled, Wu Wang let out a few grunts and then coiled around that person's neck like a scarf.
"A dragon's horn? There are no more dragon clans in this world. Who on earth are you, pretending to be a divine being here?!"
True Person Hu Xiao knew that this mysterious person was responsible for his disciple's misfortune, so his tone was anything but polite as he questioned him one after another.
However, that person wasn't angry. Instead, he walked closer slowly, in a rather good mood.
Only then did everyone get a clear look at his true appearance. Like the Dark Wolf, he had a head of snow - white hair that trailed on the ground, looking like a soft layer of snow spread out.
His pupils were as white and translucent as glass, and his lips were a bright red, making him look both holy and charming.
"How do you know that there are no more dragon clans in the world? Maybe they've just hidden themselves and don't want to be discovered."
True Person Hu Xiao was at a loss for words and didn't know how to refute. He had just learned that the seemingly ordinary bracelet on Shen Qing's hand could not only transform into a sharp sword but also into a dragon.
This was something he had never known before.
No one on the Nine Desolate Continent had seen a dragon with their own eyes for tens of thousands of years. According to the records in the Nine Desolate Continent's journal, the dragon clans had been completely slaughtered millions of years ago.
Some even rumored that the reason why the cultivators on the Nine Desolate Continent had difficulty ascending was that the dragon clans, born in accordance with the heavens and the earth, had been massacred, which had angered the Heavenly Dao.
That person's voice was cold. Although he was speaking in front of everyone, his voice seemed to come from beyond the heavens, making it hard to fathom.
As that person walked closer, everyone felt the temperature drop suddenly. Even the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
"It's so cold..." Xian Shiyu exhaled a puff of white air and shivered.
"Is it really that cold?" That person said with a smile on his lips. He raised his hand and waved it gently. Only then did everyone feel the temperature return to normal, and the bone - chilling cold was blocked out.
When he saw the black line on Shen Qing's hand, his eyes flickered. He hooked his finger, and Shen Qing's body flew uncontrollably towards him.
Li Xian was caught off guard. He wanted to rush forward but was frozen in place by that person.
"Don't be in a hurry. I can detoxify you. Just stay there quietly and don't disturb me."
"And you, little guy. Since you've formed a contract with someone else, go back to your master and get along well with her."
Wu Wang rubbed against that person's cheek and obediently transformed into a bracelet and returned to Shen Qing's hand.
Seeing this, Shen Qing wasn't angry at all. She could clearly feel Wu Wang's excitement and joy, the kind of empathy when meeting a fellow and the feeling of coming home. That feeling also made her feel very warm.
"Do you know Wu Wang?"
That person let out a soft laugh. He used his spiritual power to lift Shen Qing's hand and flicked his finger. The fabric of Shen Qing's sleeve was torn, revealing a deep black line.
He raised his eyebrows. "You're quite badly poisoned. If you had come a bit later, this poison would have penetrated deep into your bones. It would not only damage your meridians and affect your cultivation advancement but also cause you to die of weakness."
"I can save you, but it might hurt a bit. You have to bear it."
Shen Qing nodded. Although that person's hand didn't touch her directly, the slight coldness that came through had slightly alleviated her pain.
Shen Qing looked back and gave Li Xian a look, signaling him to be at ease.
Seeing that Shen Qing knew what she was doing, Li Xian stopped struggling and simply sat down.
True Person Hu Xiao and Xian Shiyu also calmed down and sat cross - legged.
That person didn't carry any malicious intent. He had also checked the disciples of the Beast - Taming Sect outside, and none of them were in any life - threatening danger. It seemed that this person just wanted to lead them here, not to take their lives.
Seeing that that person was amiable, Shen Qing got a bit bolder and continued to ask, "Are you really from the dragon clan?"
The smile on that person's lips grew wider. "You have quite a lot of questions. I don't know which one to answer first."
The mysterious person gathered spiritual power at his fingertips. Only then did Shen Qing notice that his spiritual power was the same blue - purple color as the one surrounding the little Nascent Soul in her body.
"How beautiful..."
"Pfft... You're quite interesting." Seeing that Shen Qing wasn't afraid but instead stared at his spiritual power with wide eyes, that person couldn't help but laugh.
"I have a deep connection with... Wu Wang. You could say that I nurtured him."
Shen Qing remembered the first time she saw Wu Wang. Wu Wang was frozen in a huge ice pillar. That scene and the dragon's roar she heard were unforgettable for her.
"The huge ice pillar in the Sword Tomb was created by you, and those dragon treasures were also because of you..."
"So, are you really a dragon?"
Full of curiosity, Shen Qing looked at the dragon's horn on that person's head.
Just as she was about to say something, she felt a sharp pain in her hand. The black line faded at an extremely fast speed and gathered in the palm of Shen Qing's hand.
That person placed his hand on Shen Qing's palm, gathered his spiritual power, and then quickly pulled out that black thing.
The moment that thing was pulled out, the stabbing pain in her body completely disappeared. Shen Qing only felt that her spiritual power had returned. However, to Shen Qing's surprise, the spiritual bone in her body was frantically absorbing the surrounding coldness.
"What's going on..." Shen Qing raised her hands and saw the glowing spiritual bone through her skin.
"Spiritual bone... Why is it only half?" That person asked curiously.
Shen Qing felt that her spiritual bone was swelling, but it didn't seem like an advancement. Instead, it seemed like the spiritual bone was self - repairing.
"When I was young, half of my spiritual bone was taken out. Although I got it back, it was very difficult to integrate it into my body."
That person walked around Shen Qing twice. His long hair trailed on the ground but didn't pick up any dust.
"You have an ice spiritual root. You should have integrated the spiritual bone into your body when the glacier was cold. Didn't you think of this?"
Shen Qing was speechless. She really hadn't thought of it.
"The right time, place, and people. Since that's the case, I'll give you a hand."
Saying that, he waved his hands, and the surrounding area instantly froze. However, it didn't affect Li Xian and the other two.
"Take out the spiritual bone. I'll help you."
For some reason, Shen Qing didn't feel wary of this person she had just met for the first time. Instead, she felt that she could trust what he said.
Shen Qing took out the spiritual bone from her storage bag. The light dots formed by the spiritual fruit felt the surrounding coldness and began to jump excitedly.
Then, guided by Shen Qing's spiritual power, it slowly integrated into Shen Qing's body.
Shen Qing felt that the spiritual bones had merged into one. The blockage when circulating her spiritual power instantly disappeared, and the little Nascent Soul in her dantian also slowly opened its eyes.
"What's... your name?"
That person smiled faintly, his eyes curving. He said softly, "You can call me Han Ze, or... the Prophet."