Li Huowang brought the flame closer to the very end of the dragon vein, allowing him to see the first Emperor of Da Liang more clearly.
It was obvious that the face of the other had completely lost any resemblance to a human; it could be considered a dragon, but not quite—it looked more like a twisted, distorted dragon face.
The slender dragon whiskers, like stitching threads, threaded beneath the dragon scales, twisting the surface of the golden scales into odd shapes.
The seven dragon claws on the body had joints bent in reverse, and the number of claws varied from one to another.
At this moment, Li Sui explained to Li Huowang, "The dragon veins pass down from generation to generation, and if anyone can know anything, it can only be found on this dragon vein."
Li Huowang nodded in agreement. Indeed, the dragon vein not only served as the intelligence center for the reigning emperor but also held the truths of the past, spoken through the mouths of every past emperor.
