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"No, it's impossible... Wang Long, the Dragon Head has already reached the Dragon Bone Realm. He couldn't have died in such an explosion... No, it can't be!"
Everyone rushed forward, searching for any trace of Wang Long and Li Xinglie.
Wang Yuanxian stepped forward and picked up a small, seemingly inconspicuous black ring from the ground.
The symbol of the Dragon Head's identity, the supreme token of the invincible Dragon City.
"Dragon Head..."
The cries of the crowd gradually rose. The repeated disasters had exhausted these elders who had not experienced battle for many years. They had hoped that with Wang Long taking over as Dragon Head, they could punish the traitors and revitalize the entire Dragon City. Yet unexpectedly, Wang Long had vanished along with Li Xinglie.
Wang Yuanxian suddenly smiled and waved his hand, saying, "There's no need to panic... It was this Black Iron Ring that saved the Dragon Head's life. At this moment, he is probably inside the ring..."
"Inside the ring?" The crowd exchanged glances, unsure of how to react.
At that moment, Wang Long lay unconscious on the ground, unaware of his surroundings. Half of his body was completely blown apart, blood and flesh scattered, with only his white bones exposed, though they were not severely damaged.
"Wang Long... Wang Long..."
A familiar voice called out, as if speaking to him from deep within his soul.
"Who is it? Is it Dragon Soul?"
"No, it's not... This voice sounds so familiar, so close..."
"It is... it is my father... it's the voice of the Dragon Head!"
Wang Long suddenly woke up, only to find himself alone, lying in an open space. The surroundings were empty, yet filled with boundless light, with no visible boundaries.
"Where... where is this? How did I end up here?!"
"This is a small world within the Black Iron Ring... I left a memory here for you. When you can truly shed your own blood and gain the ring's recognition; when you are truly worthy of the title of Dragon Head, it will open for you."
A tall figure stepped forward, smiling as he approached Wang Long.
"Father... Dragon Head?!" Wang Long said in astonishment, looking at the deceased Dragon Head smiling at him.
"Just call me Father... the current Dragon Head is none other than you!"
"So, you saved me? You saved my life from that massive explosion I caused?!" Wang Long asked, still somewhat confused.
The Dragon Head smiled slightly and shook his head. "No, I didn't... Even without the ring's activation, you would have managed just fine. Look, your injuries are healing, aren't they?"
Wang Long looked down and saw that indeed half of his body's wounds were gradually mending. Flesh and blood were slowly returning, and his tendons and bones were gradually repairing. Strangely, he felt no pain at all.
"This is from the Dragon Script's Heavenly Book, the Scroll of Rebirth, right? I saw records about it in the three volumes of the Heavenly Book in Dragon City. I never expected to see it with my own eyes; it's truly astonishing!" the Dragon Head sighed.
Wang Long felt a stir in his heart. "Forgive me for not mentioning this volume of the Heavenly Book..."
"How could I blame you? Besides, these matters will eventually be yours to manage..." The Dragon Head smiled at Wang Long.
"I'm just afraid... my abilities and experience are still lacking!"
"How could that be? Didn't you see the trust the other elders and the family head have in you? The Dragon Head is the leader of Long City, the leader for everyone. The first thing to achieve is everyone's trust, and you have done very well... Moreover, just now when you cast your final move, you told Li Xinglie: 'You will never know what the Dragon Head is.' This means you should have gained some understanding of your own!"
Wang Long's face flushed, and he lowered his head, saying, "I just feel that since I have gained everyone's trust, I should lead by example. Everything should start from the greater good; my own life is really nothing."
"So... you completely understand me now, don't you? Even when it comes to your mother's death back then?" The Dragon Head's expression darkened as he spoke solemnly.
"Mother... Mother..." Wang Long murmured, unsure of how to react.
"In order to resist the Dragon Duel, I used Dragon Without a Leader to protect the people of Long City, but it caused your mother to suffer backlash and die. You must blame me for that, right? Hate me?"
Wang Long shook his head and said, "I don't know. Perhaps it's my fault... I..." He thought of Jiang Xue but couldn't determine what decision he would make when faced with reality.
The Dragon Head did not press him further and chuckled lightly, "Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness cannot coexist. If one day you also face a choice, do not be troubled; just face your own heart! No matter what decision you make, others will understand; and those who do not understand you, why should you care about them?!"
Seeing Wang Long silent and speechless, he smiled gently and said, "Alright, some things you'll naturally come to a decision about in due time... Life is merely a process of continuous choices."
"Dragon Duel... aren't you going to come out and see an old friend?!" The Dragon Head suddenly turned in another direction and asked softly.
Wang Long was startled and turned around to see a figure emerging from the misty surroundings—it was Dragon Soul, taking on a human form.
"Dragon Duel, Father? You two..."
Dragon Duel stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "That's right... I have known your father for a long time; one could even say he is my benefactor and my only close friend in this life!"
"But you disregarded everything to destroy my guarded city and even... indirectly caused the death of my wife, Long'er’s mother!" The Dragon Head sighed deeply and spoke solemnly.
"That was your reckless use of Dragon Without a Leader; what does it have to do with me? Wang Long, you don't hate me for that, do you?"
Wang Long hesitated for a moment but ultimately shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't hate; he simply didn't understand whether he should hate.
"Maybe I should hate you, and I ought to hate you. My father... my mother was forced to death by both of you. My entire life has been completely altered by the two of you! But... you are still my father, and you have once again changed my life! If it weren't for either of you, I wouldn't be who I am today..."
"So, I don't know if I should hate you... But please tell me the truth from back then! Since the two of you were close friends, why did it come to this deadly conflict, resulting in so many tragedies?!"
The Dragon Head sighed deeply, glanced at Dragon Soul, and recounted the past events one by one.
"The establishment of Dragon City, which has been passed down for ten thousand years, what is its purpose? There is only one goal: to protect the True Dragon Bloodline and prevent it from becoming extinct. However, the so-called True Dragon Bloodline is merely the bloodline flowing through the people of Dragon City. The true Ancient True Dragon has long since vanished..."
"But eighteen years ago... the Dragon Duel invaded Dragon City in full force. The Fight of Ten Thousand Dragons and the Back Mountain Dragon Tomb are inscribed on historical monuments. Were all those dragons at that time fake?!" Wang Long was astonished; he had heard stories of the Dragon Duel since childhood, and the remaining True Dragons in Dragon City had perished during that time.
"No, the myriad dragons that fought in the Dragon Duel did exist! However, they were not True Dragons; they were Dragon Souls! The Dragon Souls remaining in the Dragon Mound are not those killed in the Dragon Duel but rather souls that have been wandering for countless years!"
"I don't understand..."
The Dragon Head sighed again: "Do you still not understand? There are no True Dragons left in this world. The only survivors that have crossed through time and remain in this world are... the Dragon Duel!"
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