Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,A dragon clan without a lineage surviving to this day in the Demonic Forbidden Pool, and possessing such a secret realm This was clearly unbelievable in Mantis Old Man's eyes.,It seems that all the powerful seniors on the other side have been wiped out, and they haven't passed down any sufficiently powerful techniques.。