บท 595: The Pain of Losing a Child

Zhou Feng looked at the corpse of the true dragon in front of him. It was quite different from what he had imagined.

According to the people around him, this was a disciple of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace.

But now that he looked at it, it did not look like a true dragon at all. Only its golden scales betrayed it was a true dragon.

There was nothing else that made it resemble a true dragon.

But even so, he was still very interested in this corpse.

True dragons were blessed by the heavens—they had powerful physical bodies, an innate ability to call the wind and rain, and a long lifespan.

Other than the low fertility rate, there were almost no flaws.

If only he could dissect a true dragon and get some inspiration from it.

Legend had it that in ancient times, humans relied on dissecting all kinds of strange beasts and divine beasts to learn all kinds of divine abilities.