However, this item is extremely sturdy, and extracting its essence presents yet another challenge.
Under Zheng Yi's gaze, a seemingly unimpressive but terrifying aura began to circulate quietly on the Silver Horn, exuding a chilling presence that slowly spread outward.
Even Zheng Yi, with his current Divine Soul Realm, felt his hair stand on end and his back grow cold when sensing this aura. It was the dragon's intimidation from the powerful Ancient Dragon Race, naturally possessing immense deterrence against ordinary beings, cultivators included.
This silver horn, appearing as if it were directly chopped off, had clearly suffered a terrifying attack, with severe damage visible on its surface, deeply severed at its base.
Zheng Yi gently touched the broken part of the Silver Horn, and suddenly, an indistinct, terrifying presence echoed in his mind. He vaguely heard a dragon's roar that shook heaven and earth, intimidating all beings, and then it vanished without a trace.
