Suddenly, a dazzling crimson-gold light burst forth, overshadowing the radiance of the surrounding treasures.
"What is this…" Round Ball suddenly widened its eyes.
Wang Teng squinted slightly, adjusting to the intensely bright light. Then, his smile grew wider and wider.
"Wang Teng, come closer and take a look," Round Ball urged.
Wang Teng took a few steps forward, crouched down, and ran his hand over the surface of the crimson-gold ore before him. His heart finally confirmed what he had suspected all along.
Inside the ore, strange patterns were converging into the shape of a giant dragon, vivid and lifelike as if it were about to burst out of the ore.
Particularly striking were the dragon's eyes, which contained a pair of dragon pupils as if they were gazing at Wang Teng, emitting a mesmerizing aura.
"Dragon Blood Crimson Gold!" Round Ball suddenly recognized the origin of this ore and exclaimed in astonishment.