Everyone looked up at the sky.
A colossal azure sun swooped down from the horizon, wreathed in purple radiance and divine light that pierced the heavens. It was like a deity descending from above, radiating supreme pressure.
As the great sun rapidly drew near, everyone saw a youth in black armor standing within it, his feet planted atop an azure Flood Dragon over three hundred meters long, his baleful aura surging into the heavens.
The youth's black hair cascaded loose around him, his face was handsome as carved jade, and his sword-like brows slanted into his temples. His gaze was sharp, and his entire body exuded the Emperor Qi of a True Dragon.
Dark light flowed over his armor, which was engraved with lifelike golden True Dragon patterns. Golden dragon phantoms coiled around him, as though dozens of golden dragons were circling his body!
His aura was terrifying. The azure divine radiance he released unintentionally warped, tore apart, and shattered the void.
He was not tall, only around 1.7 meters, yet the pressure he gave off was incomparably terrifying, like ten thousand mountains bearing down on one's head.
"Ancestor!" Huang Yelang's eyes lit up, and he immediately came back to his senses.
"Ancestor, you've come!" The two supreme experts of the Huang Family trembled with excitement.
The Dragon-Riding Ancestor was far too domineering. He had directly challenged Dao Peak Mountain without showing the slightest fear.
Wen Haishan had wanted to settle this matter, but Huang Yingxiong said that the show had only just begun.
When they were still ten thousand meters above the ground, the azure Flood Dragon shot into the sky and disappeared into the clouds. It silently coiled there, revealing only a pair of amber eyes that fired two terrifying beams of light toward the ground.
Huang Yingxiong