A half-saint dragon skeleton, black as ink, hung like this against the pale cliffside, not even deemed worthy of a true burial within it.
"Could it be that all those buried inside here are true dragons?" Ji Qingzhu's voice carried a slight tremor.
Even among the three pure-blooded dragon tribes, only those in the Saint Realm were entitled to be called true dragons—this was an unwritten rule.
Chapter 236