Outside the valley, Bai Yuqi and the other three were standing guard.
A deafening dragon's roar came from within the valley. Before long, the ground began to shake violently like an earthquake, and then the earth trembled and the mountains swayed.
Wang Yingjie and the other three were startled, their expressions solemn.
The dragon's roar continued without pause, and the ground kept shaking.
After less than half a quarter of an hour, the dragon's roar vanished. A Silver Escape Light flew out of the valley—it was Wang Mengbin.
"Ancestor Meng Bin, where's the Seventh Order Flood Dragon?"
Wang Yingjie asked in confusion.
"There was no Seventh Order Flood Dragon. The Flood Dragon was formed by a Restriction. True Person Hun Yuan wasn't Hun Yuanzi's incarnation. He was an Elder of the Void Sky Race. He tried to escape while I was dealing with the Seventh Order Flood Dragon, but I killed him."
Wang Mengbin briefly recounted what had happened.
Tens of thousands of years had passed, and the Restriction's power was far weaker than before. That Crimson Dragon was no match for Wang Mengbin at all.
Wang Mengbin had wanted to conduct a Soul Search on him, but the man had immediately self-destructed. After all, he had already undergone Soul Seizing and had no hope of surviving. Even if Wang Mengbin hadn't killed him, his Nascent Soul Stage would soon have collapsed.
No one knew where the man had learned a Secret Art for resisting divine sense attacks. Unfortunately, he had failed to master it.
Since the man had dared to deceive them once, he would dare to deceive them a second time. Wang Mengbin had killed him outright, giving him no further chance.
Wang Mengbin guessed that the man had narrowly escaped disaster back then. When the Void Sky