Lin Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, almost thinking he heard wrong.
Destroy the dragon veins?
This idea was too shocking, practically a challenge to the very foundation of the Cangling Ancient Country.
The dragon veins give birth to spiritual energy, nurturing all beings, and are the source of power for all Beastmasters and Spirit Beasts.
No one could foresee what might happen in the future.
"I also know that the dragon veins are the root of the country; if they are destroyed, spiritual energy could become exhausted, all things could wither..."
There was not a hint of jest in the Great Elder's face, only unfathomable heaviness and a trace of determination.
His aged gaze looked out the window, where the outlines of Ling Mountain extended, also the hiding place of the dragon veins, and said in a hoarse voice:
"But if the Divine Race gains control of these dragon veins, that's the true disaster, and the Human Race will be completely enslaved, divided into classes."
