Little pig mumbled, and then a faint glow appeared in his hand, shooting directly towards Long Hun's brow.
Long Hun's face, which was originally terrifying, instantly became full of gentleness.
Yes, it was gentleness, a feeling that made people feel very enjoyable.
Long Hun was different from other souls. Long Hun was extremely powerful. Even after a dragon died, its soul could wander freely. As long as it wished, it could be immortal.
The Long Hun before them was just like this. It didn't know how long it had been wandering, shrouded in a mass of white mist. It was this white mist that made it lose all consciousness, like a wandering soul, killing anyone it encountered.
During the day, it would not come out for fear of sunlight, and at night it was its time to act.
Little pig watched the gradually changing Long Hun and said to Xia Feng, "Master, I feel this Long Hun is unusual, perhaps it hides some secrets."
After speaking, Little pig continued to increase his effort.
Long Hun's eyes, which were initially cloudy, became clear in an instant.
When Long Hun was completely cleansed, its eyes looked at Xia Feng and Little pig with confusion.
"Human, did you awaken me?" Long Hun's voice was a bit deep, but it carried a resonance, and its entire face was filled with confusion.
"Isn't that obvious? Tell me about your past." Xia Feng's eyes were fixed on Long Hun, his interest piqued by its past.
Why else would it come out, just to let it awaken?
"Human, your attitude is not good. Shouldn't you respect me?" Long Hun spoke with a hint of arrogance.
Throughout history, dragons had always been a proud race, considering themselves favored children of heaven, blessed by the divine.
In truth, they were indeed favored. In terms of physique, strength, and lifespan, no other race could contend with dragons.
Even humans, with their highest intellect, had to admit the dragons' might when faced with them.
They possessed powerful bodies and, crucially, highly developed minds.
"Just answer when I ask. Do you think you are still a proud dragon?" Xia Feng's gaze sharpened as he looked at Long Hun and asked.
Upon hearing this, Long Hun's expression turned displeased. It raised its proud head to look at Xia Feng, its words becoming somewhat impassioned: "Although I am dead and my spirit has dispersed, I am still a dragon. The spirit of the dragon race is that a scholar can be killed but not insulted. How dare you, a mere human, question me? You are unworthy."
To be in such a state, yet still possess such arrogance, was truly perplexing.
However, the reason it could utter such words was its considerable strength.
Regardless of anything else, it possessed the cultivation of Saint Venerable Great Perfection, and in the Saint Realm, it naturally had the basis for such arrogance.
Just as it was now, facing Xia Feng's questioning, it appeared quite haughty.
Xia Feng reached out his hand, directly locking onto Long Hun. Even though it was just a soul, Xia Feng could directly exert his control. His full power of Saint Emperor Great Perfection was unleashed.
Long Hun, already arrogant, suddenly felt Xia Feng's strength and its pale face let out a startled cry:
"Saint... Saint Emperor Great Perfection, how is this possible?"
Even if it were to be extinguished at that moment, Long Hun could not accept this reality.
This was the strength of Saint Emperor Great Perfection! Even their former Dragon Clan patriarch had not reached Saint Emperor Great Perfection.
Long Hun's eyes widened in disbelief. Xia Feng looked at it and asked word by word:
"I ask you, you answer. Do you understand? Otherwise, I can make your life worse than death. Put away that humble yet arrogant attitude."