That point of light only tangled with the dark cloud for a moment before plummeting from the sky.,This power was not something that Zuo Guanglie, with his dwindling strength, could control. He was merely a trigger, a conduit, using his genius and determination to allow the true might of Zhulong to be unleashed into this world, even for a brief moment.,He was a beggar on the brink of death, waiting only for his final moment.。