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Above the Cangming Soul River, within the Spirit Hall, inside Lu Jin'an's Sea of Consciousness.
Lu Jin'an, Lu Yunzhu, and Pei Wanyu's Divine Souls watched the scene that had vanished from their sight—what they had just seen through the eyes of Songzhu Immortal Monarch—with very different expressions.
"That black giant Dragon Soul…"
Pei Wanyu mused, "Is it the Dragon Clan that's so rare it went extinct, the kind born to command darkness?"
"Doesn't look like it." Lu Yunzhu's face was expressionless. "That kind of dragon might—not every dragon has it. Even Zhu Tianqi would find it hard to reach this level."
"Then it can't possibly be the Candle Dragon, right?" Pei Wanyu looked at Lu Yunzhu. "The Candle Dragon isn't that color, and if the Candle Dragon really descended, it wouldn't need such a roundabout method."
