After the time for an incense stick to burn, Little Bao returned with a jug of Dragon Blood.

After Chen Xi asked him about it, Chen Xi and the others finally found out that Little Bao’s discussion of the Dao with the Ancestral Dragon Daolord was unlike Dong Bowen and Senior White, and it was conducted in the form of a battle.

Moreover, the opponent was himself!

When he arrived on the bronze coffin, his mind fell into a mysterious space. Within that space was an opponent that was exactly similar to Little Bao, and it was his own ‘reflection’.

Merely the time for an incense stick to burn had passed for Chen Xi, but to Little Bao that was fighting his own ‘reflection’, it felt long like countless years had passed.

Because this battle was too intense. Attaining victory against his own ‘reflection’ was like defeating himself.

Every single move he made and even every single thought he had was reflected on his ‘opponent’. So, the more he wanted to defeat his opponent, the more he was unable to accomplish this.

Later on, he finally comprehended the profundities of ‘forgetting one’s self’ in battle, and he defeated his opponent. He defeated his own ‘reflection’.

After Little Bao experienced this battle, Chen Xi clearly sensed that Little Bao’s...