บท 105: Dragon Slaying Battle (Part 4)

Within the Black Heaven sect.

The sect master stared at the shattered ancestral statue.

Tears streamed down his face as he sobbed silently. He held onto the last bit of golden light, like a poor man clutching onto bits of his shattered faith.

The ancestor of the dragon race had been defeated.

The hope and faith of the dragon race had been crushed. What kind of devil could defeat his ancestor? 

The sect master was devastated.

All he could do was hang his head and cry, as he knelt on the ground.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and clenched his hands tightly.

He looked at the place where the ancestral statue had been, and the dragon blood that filled his veins reignited his fighting spirit.

"I don't know who you are!"

"Nor do I know what method you used to defeat my ancestor!"

"However, no matter what, I'll definitely let you experience the true terror of the dragon race in the future."