"How did I come across this?" Wei Wenru was shocked and puzzled. Could it be related to her junior sister?
"I don't know either. It seems to be an illusion on Junior Sister. Junior Sister... she saw it too. It's very possible that Junior Sister is the reincarnation of the White Dragon." Le Xi didn't dare to look up, afraid that the two of them would see her cowardice.
Only Song Yan felt it was normal. For a long time now, his second junior brother had been sticking to his back like the child he used to be.
The child has grown up.
Getting back to the main point, Song Yan was also very puzzled: "The Sixth Elder and the others also said that's how it is, but... I always feel that things are not like that. According to the rumors, Junior Sister and that White Dragon are not similar at all. They seem to be two different people to me."
Wei Wenru looked worried and distressed. None of them wanted their junior sister to suffer the same fate as Bai Long. The legend was terrifying enough; if it really happened again...
"Let's go check if Junior Sister has woken up yet."
......
When Yuheng and the sect leader arrived at the pool, Lexi was already floating on the ice, while Nian Wanzhou was submerged at the bottom of the pool, his gray eyes devoid of luster.
He quickly broke through the ice and went straight down to rescue Nian Wanzhou.
But as soon as his hand touched the ice, Yuheng's hand froze instantly, followed by overwhelming grief that spread throughout his body, and his eyes turned ashen.
"Ah!" Yuheng couldn't help but shout.
He tried to break free of the ice that was freezing him, but found that he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't even blink.
Just then, a beam of light shone on him, and he felt the ice all over his body begin to melt.
The sect leader took out a magical artifact to enhance the warmth of the sun and assist him.
Immediately, Yuheng moved and his entire body sank down, soon reaching the bottom of the icy pool.
Looking at the lifeless Nian Wanzhou in its original form before him, and at the ancient sorrow and despair emanating from the entire pool, Yuheng felt boundless grief, as if he had lost something of utmost importance.
Yuheng slowly walked over and picked her up, his voice trembling and sorrowful: "Wanwan, what happened to you? Why is this happening? Are you hurt somewhere? Please tell your godfather, don't scare him."
He held the unresponsive, icy-cold Nian Wanzhou in his arms, tears streaming down his face.
He wanted to bring Nian Wanzhou up with him, but the invisible pressure and influence of the pool were too great, and Yuheng couldn't get up for the time being. Even with the blessing of the magical artifact Warm Sun, Yuheng felt more that the pool was absorbing his spiritual energy and life force.
My blurry eyes seemed to see... a huge white dragon circling on the water, then burning and being swallowed by blackness.
If we stay any longer, we'll probably be swallowed up too.
He staggered a few steps, then transformed into his golden dragon form. He then used all his strength to rush upwards, finally breaking out of the pool and falling to the ground.
Several elders, as well as Wei Wenru and the others, were waiting around.
Yuheng was gone for a quarter of an hour before returning. When he came out, the golden dragon had lost its luster and was covered in frost.
The sect leader immediately summoned Wei Wenru: "Wenru, use this magic artifact to thaw Lexi and wake him up before you come over. The rest of you, help Yuheng and the little dragon cub back to my cave. The rest of you, disperse."
Everyone left, even Wei Feng, who had been guarding the place, left.
Wei Wenru looked at her junior sister lying unconscious on the ground, feeling extremely anxious. However, Yuheng was injured and could not be moved easily, which made her even more anxious.
At this moment, Song Yan walked over and said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I'll stay here with you."
Yuheng was utterly exhausted, half his life force drained away. Only after returning to the sect leader's cave and lying on the jade bed did he finally regain some strength. He said with lingering fear, "I almost died there..."
"What did you encounter down there? Why did you end up like this?" The sect leader looked at Nian Wanzhou on another jade bed; her condition was also not quite right.
"I..." Yuheng recalled the scene beneath the pool, her eyes filled with terror. "I saw... the white dragon from ten thousand years ago... the scene of her being sacrificed, and the sight of the black mist engulfing her."
"White Dragon?" The sect leader looked at him incredulously. "Then how could you...?"
"Sect Master, what you said might be true. Wanwan might really be a reincarnation. She not only summoned that thundercloud, but also... let me see a white dragon. As for all these strange phenomena, perhaps they are symbols of her awakening." Yuheng sat up, his golden scales had become dull and lifeless, just like his complexion.
"Regardless of whether it is true or not, we cannot allow what happened to our ancestors to happen again. Protecting the dragon cub is what we need to do." The sect leader clenched his fist, his expression solemn, looking very dignified, yet revealing a sense of decisiveness and ruthlessness.
"Keep everything we find. One day, we'll figure out how to destroy the black mist. We can't keep thinking about sacrificing the white dragon again. Our ancestors weren't able to protect her before, but if it happens again, we must protect her."
"Yes." Tears welled up in Yuheng's eyes. They were all descendants of the dragon clan. Although they were somewhat aloof, they also cared for their fellow beings. He, too, did not want such a tragedy to happen again.
Yuheng knew that what he saw was nothing but a mirage, an illusion emanating from his own daughter.
"Why hasn't Wanwan woken up yet? The jade bed is warm and nourishing, but why isn't she reacting at all?"
"We've used all the magic weapons and elixirs on her, but she just won't wake up. Her complexion and eyes have recovered, but once they closed, they never opened again," the sect leader said with a sigh, looking at the pale-faced Nian Wanzhou.
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