"I don't know much. My memory, because of this sword, is already fragmented..."
The Evil Phantom Dragon sighed, its gaze fixed on the sword in Ye Yun's hand, deeply melancholic.
Ye Yun nodded.
This sword was not ordinary. The one wielding it was the Nine Soul Emperor. It not only pinned the Evil Phantom Dragon's Primordial Spirit but also shattered its memory.
Ye Yun had seen such methods many times.
This indicated that an invisible hand was attempting to conceal something behind the scenes.
But the Evil Phantom Dragon was a Divine Dragon from the Ancient Times; the time separating it from the Dragon God Sect was too vast. Could the mastermind behind it all truly be the same person?
Many thoughts flashed through Ye Yun's mind. He looked at the Evil Phantom Dragon, sighed, and said, "The Nine Soul Underground Palace appeared on the Cangnan Continent hundreds of thousands of years ago. This means you've been dead for hundreds of thousands of years. Tell me everything you know…"
