Dragon Tomb, several members of the Dragon Race opened their eyes, their expressions foolish, faces full of confusion.
"Log... logged on?"
"Oh shit, I'm a dragon, I'm a dragon!!"
"Can't get overconfident, quickly log off, log off... enter idle mode, once idle, Embers will automatically control, maintaining the original Ember style, then it won't be discovered."
"Log off, don't log in for several days, even a month, let it maintain its previous life."
...
Ning Zheng listened to their joyful laughter, showing a faint smile.
After a rampage, Ning Zheng finally amassed five One Heart Realm dragons.
And had over two hundred Two-Phase Realm dragons beaten to near death.
But chose not to kill them because he wanted his five parasitic pseudo-humans to blend in with these heavily wounded dragons, so they wouldn't be discovered.
"That should be enough, this power..."
Ning Zheng's power spread exponentially.
Any ancestral grave might become his foundation for enhancing combat power.
