Absolutely Impossible

Star Douluo and Ghost Scythe Douluo exchanged a glance, alarm evident on their faces.

Doubt began to stir in their hearts, and a crack appeared in their former certainty and confidence.

After all, Ice Bear Douluo and Time Douluo's unwavering trust in Tang Lan made them wonder whether their own judgment had been too hasty.

The powerful Soul Power fluctuations constantly emanating from the heart of the storm also filled them with unease and fear.

What if Tang Lan really was still alive? The consequences would be unthinkable.

Roar—

At that moment, a dragon roar like exploding thunder resounded through heaven and earth.

The sound seemed to come from the primordial ancient past, carrying endless majesty and dominance.

Wherever the sound waves reached, space itself trembled, as if the entire world were shuddering beneath that enraged roar.

Then everyone saw an ancient dragon.

Its massive body blotted out the sky and sun, like a moving mountain range.

The scales covering the ancient dragon glimmered with mysterious light. Each one was like an enormous shield, radiating an indestructible aura.

The light was blue and purple, interwoven in a dreamlike spectacle that nevertheless made no one dare approach.

Its dragon claws were incomparably sharp, like blades gleaming with cold light, seemingly capable of easily tearing apart the void.

Every swing stirred up bursts of piercing wind.

Its dragon horns towered into the clouds like colossal ancient trees, exuding incomparable nobility, as though they were symbols of a king born to rule.

The ancient dragon's eyes were like blazing flames. Wherever its gaze fell, the air itself seemed to ignite, rippling with strands of scorching heat.

It opened its huge, blood-filled maw, and the breath it exhaled seemed capable of reducing all things to ash.

The fangs in its mouth were as sharp