While it had been just for an instant, there were a few things the black-clothed man had said that had left a deep impression on Yan Zhaoge.
The burial ground of numerous dragons entering the sea…
This mere Vast Ocean World…my trip down here…
When he had heard the burial ground of numerous dragons entering the sea being mentioned, Yan Zhaoge's mind had wavered momentarily as he had seemed to feel a vigorous essence qi leaping slightly within his body.
It stemmed from the essence qi of the ice dragon within his acupoints that he had yet to fully absorb and refine.
While many days had passed and Yan Zhaoge had already stepped into the Essence Talisman stage, there was still an abundant amount of this essence qi that had been absorbed from the corpse of the ice dragon.
The scene of when he had stepped into the old residence of the Glacial Dragon Martial Saint and obtained this ice dragon corpse seemed to appear before his eyes once more.