Frost Dragon

An invisible force swept past, and the Demon-Spirit Bag vanished, replaced by a Beast Hide Bag.

Zhou Leng clasped his fists once more in farewell, then turned and walked back.

That Beast Hide Bag was extraordinary. Though it was clearly immersed in Destructive Stellar Power, it did not need Zhou Leng's protection. All the Destructive Stellar Power simply skimmed over its surface.

The smile at the corners of Zhou Leng's lips could not be concealed.

The Giants looked at one another.

"An astral divine item—"

"Could it be the legendary—great Disaster Star Dragon? There is only one such legend in the Disaster Grounds."

"What a wild move. We Extraterrestrial Giants arrived countless tens of thousands of years ago, yet even now we still don't dare enter the Disaster Grounds—"

"Trading a Demon-Spirit Bag for an astral divine item—the First King is bolder than a star—"

"Say no more. Don't let that great existence hear you and act against His Majesty the First King."

"Yes, yes, yes—"

Zhou Leng soon came flashing back like lightning trailing sparks. The people looked at him with more respect, and also more admiration.

Huang Jinli especially was young and had never seen someone like this before. Peach blossoms began blooming in her eyes.

Li Shenkong suddenly thought of a possibility, and his thoughts raced.

"Even if Grandfather came here now, he wouldn't dare enter."

"Could he be putting on an act for me? Even putting on an act for the Ten Realms?"

"He actually had talent surpassing mine long ago, but lacked resources and needed time to grow, so he kept pretending—pretending for the Sixteen Families and Zhao family to see."

"Later, after advancing to Grandmaster, he could no longer hide it, so he forced himself to keep acting."

"Now that he's reached another world,