Chapter 4570 — A Plea for Help
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"That damned Vermilion Bird actually did such a thing—this is beyond all forbearance! Once I recover my strength, the very first thing I'll do is tear it apart limb from limb and flay it alive!" The Ghost Thing was grinding his teeth in fury as well. As the former Azure Dragon, he had been the undisputed leader of the dragon clan, and now, hearing that such an important member of the clan as the Five-Venom Flood Dragon had died at the Vermilion Bird's poisonous hands, he wished he could go find the Vermilion Bird and fight it to the death right then and there.
The Five-Bane Dragon had been sunk in grief and rage, but at the Ghost Thing's words it suddenly froze, its eyes traveling up and down him in searching appraisal. It had been puzzling over the Ghost Thing's identity from the start, and judging by the tone of what he had just said—that even the Vermilion Bird could be dealt with at his peak—his origins were truly no small matter.
"Five-Bane boy, do you know who I am?" the Ghost Thing suddenly said to the Five-Bane Dragon.
"You... aren't you just some primordial spirit from the mortal world?" the Five-Bane Dragon said in surprise.
"A primordial spirit from the mortal world? Hmph—do you really think a place like the mortal world, where spiritual energy is so thin it might as well be nothing, would just spontaneously produce a lone primordial spirit?" The Ghost Thing snorted with a curl of his lip, then revealed himself: "I'll tell you the truth—I am that Azure Dragon Elder who vanished all those years ago!!!"
"What? You're the Azure Dragon Elder? How is that possible? Then how did you end up in this state?" The Five-Bane Dragon was thunderstruck. Even a being like its own master, the Five-Venom Flood Dragon, had never ultimately become the Azure Dragon Elder—though there had been reasons for that—and it had assumed the former Azure Dragon must have been a terror of the highest order among top-tier spirit beasts. How could he be a broken primordial spirit?
"It's not something a sentence or two can explain. To put it simply: I ended up like this because I went to the mortal world. I can only linger on like this, scraping by—otherwise, would I ever have let that damned Vermilion Bird run so rampant..." the Ghost Thing said with a bitter smile.
The Five-Bane Dragon was utterly stunned. Its pair of huge bronze-bell eyes swept over the Ghost Thing in disbelief. It had been only a few short sentences, but the inside story they revealed was enough to keep it digesting for quite a while.
After a long silence, the Five-Bane Dragon suddenly prostrated all five limbs on the ground and, in the manner unique to the dragon clan, bowed respectfully to the Ghost Thing: "The Five-Bane Dragon pays its respects to Senior Azure Dragon!"
Had it been anyone else, the Five-Bane Dragon would never have believed such a few scraps of words so easily—but it had dealt with him before in the mortal world, and more than that, it had sensed from the Ghost Thing that thread of senior-clansman's majesty.
The last time, in the mortal world, its strength had been lowly, and all the Five-Bane Dragon knew was that the other party was an existence far above its own. Beyond that it had been utterly in the dark. But this time it was already at the Earth-Opening stage, and at close range it could clearly sense that faint thread of ancient, primeval dragon-clan aura seeping from the Ghost Thing; even when he had been roused to anger just now, it had trembled at the force of it. There was only one explanation: this one before it, even if not the Azure Dragon Elder, must surely be a dragon-clan senior of profound lineage.