As he spoke, he pointed at the carving with his right hand. The tattoo dragons charged toward the wood carving, creating sonic booms.
The cultivators of Zhao that had gathered here all looked toward the wood carving. The carving was a symbol of hope and was extremely respected in Zhao.
The carving gently trembled and shined brightly. Then a ring of light extended from it and collided with the tattoo dragons.
Boom! Boom!
With a series of bangs, the tattoos that formed the dragons became unstable and weakened. Eventually, a majority of the tattoo dragons shattered and disappeared.
The remaining tattoo dragons all became smaller by one size.
The cultivators of Zhao all became excited when they saw this.
“What’s this? This carving is indeed interesting. It would be a waste to destroy it.” The Forsaken Immortal Clan member’s eyes lit up as he waved his hand and several ancient-looking tattoos appeared.
These tattoos circled around him as he took a step and walked forward.