The two stood on the Void Treasure Ship, staring in amazement for a long time, their eyes filled with shock.
"Third Uncle, could these blood-red mists all be the souls of the deceased dragon-type demon beasts?"
Looking at the vast, complex canyon in the distance, Xu Zhan murmured in disbelief.
Shen Wen'an said nothing.
In his perception, the blood-red mists above the distant canyon emitted extremely chaotic and powerful consciousness fluctuations.
It seemed like the vengeful spirits of many powerful dragon beasts were haunting this place, unwilling to disperse.
But these are dragon species!
Among demon beasts, dragon species are already extremely powerful!
For a dragon species that can transform into a Flood Dragon, its strength must be at least at the Golden Core Realm.
And those dragon species that can already take on a half-dragon form, with dragon claws growing from their abdomens, Shen Wen'an estimated they must be at least in the Purple Mansion Realm.
