In the early morning, the secluded area was rich with various energies. Mist intertwined with colors, enveloping the forest in bands of light. Zhao Qinghan approached the lakeside, her slender silhouette highlighted against the vibrant luminescence of the forest mist, creating an ethereal beauty. She fixed her gaze on the pale golden creature lying on the ground, mulling over it. Before entering this secret land, she had studied various records, some compiled by explorers and others excerpts from archives detailing the medicinal herbs and exotic beasts.0

"It's a Croc-Dragon hybrid!" She shot Wang Xuan a glance, incredulously amused. To think he'd relegated such a creature to mere 'alligator' status. But what astonished her more was how Wang Xuan had, with his fists, managed to break the bones of this formidable beast. Although it hadn't died, it looked to be on the brink.0

"A dragon? That can't be!" Wang Xuan expressed genuine surprise. Running his hand gently over the golden creature, he mused, "If this truly is a dragon, every inch of it would be a treasure."0

Zhao Qinghan was left speechless, observing Wang Xuan tenderly caressing the massive creature as if petting a dog or stroking a cat. "What are...0