"Heavenly Soldiers and Generals are worked half to death~ A true dragon's life is so bitter~"
She cast a spell, gathering the black clouds into a soft, fluffy sofa. Finding a comfortable position, she crossed one leg over the other and grumbled, quietly gazing at the silvery moonlight above the dark clouds to pass the time. Her aura remained locked onto the princely residence as she monitored Hui Xian and the other two.
Dragging old friends into danger really was improper. If they ran into peril... forget it. Old Hui Xian was the true Bodhisattva.
She turned her head and looked toward the City God Temple through the curtain of black clouds and rain.
The two Profound Immortals remained hidden in ambush without moving. By all logic, the City God had tricked the white dragon, and the white dragon was the sort to repay every grievance tenfold. She would surely return to settle the score at the City God Temple. A dignified heavenly general had been toyed with by a mortal City God—if she simply gave up revenge, others would look down on her. They could use this chance to capture and kill the elusive white dragon.
They truly could not stand it any longer. For the first time, they sincerely felt dragons were hateful. No wonder the dragon race had been besieged by every race in ancient times and nearly exterminated. Divine beasts like this simply should not exist in this world.
They had poured out their heart's blood to calculate and arrange everything, only for a variable to leap out with a whoosh and wreck the plan.
After painstakingly enduring for centuries, even millennia, they had been on the verge of success when a variable leaped out with a whoosh.
Completely uncontrollable, skilled at concealment, greedy for life