For quite some time, Ling Yun's clone leaned on the throne with his head propped up, thinking about the figure of the man who was used by the chaos to manifest itself in Long Hun's memories.
Ling Yun's clone tried to recall his conversation with the man about two and a half years ago, and he immediately realized that his previous guess was wrong. Instead, the Chaos used the man's figure to manifest itself, especially since he was the cause.
"Can I really stop the chaos? The Chaos is the true ruler of this universe, and it is the most omnipotent. Not even the old dragon, Huang Lingzhu, and Huang Hao can stop it." Ling Yun's clone released a soft sigh. "The old dragon might be right that I am more special than him, especially since I have my colorful Qi core and eleven souls. However, I doubt that I can defeat his father, even if I transform into the primordial chaos dragon in the future."
