Over the course of a day, Xiao Zhen had transformed into a dragon rider many times. Even Venerable Feng, who had come by to check on things, could not help but sigh.
"Young people truly have boundless vigor. He's far better than we were in our day!"
Only Yao Chen beside him shook his head with a bitter smile. Xiao Zhen was good in every way, except that he had little resistance to women. Otherwise, if he put all his thoughts into cultivation, perhaps his future achievements would be even greater.
If Xiao Zhen knew what Yao Chen was thinking, he would certainly retort. The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon he cultivated was dozens of times more effective than ordinary meditation and seclusion.
For the time being, only the elders of Starfall Pavilion knew that Yao Chen had returned. After all, Venerable Feng could not guarantee that there were no spies from other factions among the disciples.
Before contacting the Pill Tower, Yao Chen was publicly introduced as an old friend of Venerable Feng, while Feng Xian continued serving as the acting Pavilion Master.
Crack!
A corner of Starfall Pavilion's outer barrier shattered as an expert forcibly broke in using the power of space.
The disturbance was far greater than when Yao Chen had returned, immediately alarming quite a few elders.
Even the low-cultivation disciples noticed something was wrong. All they had to do was look up to see the dark hole overhead.
A massive purple dragon head extended from the pitch-black passage. Its mere aura made elders below the Dou Zun realm unable to raise their heads.
"This is bad. That magical beast is definitely an eighth-tier magical beast! Hurry and notify Pavilion Master Feng!"
"If a battle at that level breaks out, our Starfall Pavilion disciples will likely suffer