The Heart of the Dragon Emperor.

The Palace Lord’s words left me swallowing nervously. Forcing my stiff neck to move, I looked back at the Ice Essence.

Its compressed cold radiated an almost palpable intensity, a perfectly spherical object seemingly sculpted by an impossibly precise artisan.

And it was massive—an enormous orb of ice, large enough to rival the size of a small building.

Calling it an egg was bizarre enough, but—

"That’s supposed to be a heart?"

And not just any heart.

"The heart of the Dragon Emperor?"

The Dragon Emperor .

From what I knew, the Dragon Emperor …