After the Dragon Breeds reached a verbal truce, they scattered all over the Small World, trying to find an exit.
They went to the boundaries, flew into the sky, dug downward, scratched with their claws, and bit with their teeth, leaving no stone unturned.
Yet without exception, they all failed. In the end, they gathered together again and, in the rare tone of mutual disdain, exchanged the intelligence they had gathered.
The result was: there was no escape.
At last, the Dragon Breeds settled down.
And after they had calmed down, Su Hao entered the Small World. Before the dumbfounded Dragon Breeds, he shed the pink Crystal Armor covering his body and revealed his human form.
The Dragon Breeds said, "It's not a crystal stone? What kind of creature is this... unheard of, unseen before."
The Dragon Breeds looked at one another, each hoping that someone knowledgeable would recognize what powerful race this was.
With the language barrier, Su Hao had his own method. As long as he recorded some Consciousness Information and let Little Light rapidly analyze it, he could soon obtain the meanings of the basic vocabulary.
Su Hao stepped forward and reached out, intending to touch a Wyvern.
But that Wyvern did not dare let Su Hao's hand touch it. It retreated in terror.
Not only it—all the Wing Gods instinctively stepped back.
To the surprise of all the Wyverns, Su Hao's hand did not stop and continued pressing forward.
Then they discovered that the Wyvern which had just retreated had inexplicably appeared before Su Hao, its head pressed right against Su Hao's outstretched hand.
A chill ran through all the dragons, and their scales tightened.
"This is simply too terrifying! This upright creature we've never seen before is unimaginably powerful. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to