Both Dragon Butterfly and Long Batian looked at Lu Yun.

“It’d be a bit of a pity to not get the azure dragon blood since we’re already here.” Lu Yun thought for a moment. “I also want to see just what the first dragon of the Hongmeng is like. But there’s no rush.”

He shook his head and took a close look around. It was a hazy, foggy world on the ninth floor. Absolutely terrifying dragon power surrounded them from all sides. Legend spoke of the ancestral blood being located on this floor, but there was only the chaotic power left behind after the azure dragon fell.

The azure dragon had perished on the ninth floor of Dragonhollow Mountain, but his will remained and lingered throughout...