Before him was an egg-sized bead, perfectly round and shimmering with a seven-colored luster. It was an incredibly mystical sight. A tiny golden dragon actually coiled within the bead, a truly wondrous spectacle.
"What is this?" Ning Jiang's brow furrowed slightly.
"A glimmer of hope," the Celestial Treasure King said solemnly.
"I'd like to hear the details."
"This time, the Undying Celestial King has entered a life-or-death seclusion to suppress his injuries. However, the Celestial King himself said there's no guarantee he will succeed!"
