Three days later.
Ning Daoran, clad in green robes, drifted away from True Monarch Liu Yun's treasure boat.
"Young Friend Ning."
Lin Tiannan, who was sitting upright at the edge of the Hidden Dragon Sky Pool, slowly stood up and said, "Are you prepared?"
"Mhm."
Ning Daoran nodded. By now, the refining of the Yimu Divine Ruler was completed, his mana brimmed to fullness, having reached the peak state.
"Nephew Ning."
True Monarch Qi Xing, with a profound look, spoke plainly: "Entering the Hidden Dragon Sky Pool is extremely dangerous. If you have changed your mind at this moment, we would never coerce you into proceeding."
Lin Tiannan and True Monarch Liu Yun both nodded in agreement.
"Thank you for your care, Uncles."
Ning Daoran cupped his fists and said, "Rest assured, unless that True Dragon is undergoing Nirvana and reborn, I have over ninety percent confidence that I will emerge unscathed."
