"You... have been waiting for me all this time?"
Staring in shock at the Ghost Dragon opposite him, Geng Chen had never expected such an answer from its mouth.
"What is going on? Did you deliberately guide me to the Nether Spring?"
Laughing again, the Ghost Dragon affirmed Geng Chen's words with its eyes.
"I originally just wanted to find an inheritor..."
"It doesn't matter if it's you or another individual born from the 'Ghost God Egg'."
"Ghost Dragon... hmm, your Mountain and Sea Civilization calls me that, right?"
"Because a Ghost Dragon is such a special existence, it can't even be considered a species."
Pausing slightly, the Ghost Dragon continued, ignoring Geng Chen's shocked gaze.
"The Ghost Dragon is born from the Canglong Race, yet it can never truly separate from the Canglong Race to exist independently."
"The birth of every Ghost Dragon must absorb enough souls from the Canglong Race..."
