The Dragon Compendium had finally appeared within the windstorms.

And it was indeed a book.

However, it was vastly larger than any ordinary book. It was the size of a continent, and indescribably thick. Writing flowed across its surface, and it looked like god dragons twisting and writhing this way and that. Of course, it was ancient dragon script.

RUMBLE!

As if suddenly sensing the presence of intruders, the book trembled, and an immense roaring sound echoed out from within, shaking everything in the vicinity.

The leather cover of the book was sealed with a blood-colored talisman covered in golden scrawl. The talisman pulsed with an aura that seemed filled with war, destruction, conquest, subjugation, and the trumpeting of megamammoths.

“That must be the King of Godmammoths’ seal,” the Second Devil General said. “It’s keeping the Dragon Compendium sealed, and giving rise to the tempests in the area. Assimilate it, and you’ll gain immense power.”

“I know,” Yang Qi said coolly....