As the voice drifted out, Meng Hao suddenly looked slightly distracted, as if he were suddenly empty inside. He slowly rose up from his cross-legged position.
"Leave that place, my child…. Come to me….
"I've been waiting for you for over two hundred years….
"Come. Come….
"Your blood is most suited to reach maturity, and your soul… needs to slumber….
"Come…. I'm waiting here for you…."
Meng Hao's expression grew more blank, and he began to walk away from the seaweed. When he was about thirty meters away, the Immortal Shows the Way inside of him suddenly began exude a faint stream of Qi that bored into his Nascent Soul. Immediately, his Nascent Soul grew faint, and then suddenly, deep inside, a Flying Rain-Dragon became visible!
It was very small, and seemed to be sleeping. However, the stream of Immortal Qi found it and bored directly into the Flying Rain-Dragon.
In that instant, the Flying Rain-Dragon opened its eyes and roared.