"That's it?"
Lin Xuan's face was full of disdain.
"Ahaha..."
"Of course, I can't compare to you, Master. You are absolutely the fastest man in the Azure Cloud Realm."
Long Ze laughed awkwardly, but his words made Lin Xuan's face go utterly black.
"Shut up. If you don't know how to talk, then say less."
Lin Xuan looked thoroughly displeased. What did he mean, the fastest man?
My little brother... is invincible beneath the heavens!
Long Ze was utterly confused, unable to understand what Lin Xuan meant. Was it not okay to say he was faster? Sure enough, serving a ruler was like serving a tiger.
Long Ze wisely shut his mouth, not daring to utter another word. He firmly remembered the iron rule Lan An had taught him: talk less, do more.
Yet the next moment, Long Ze abruptly stopped in midair and no longer continued forward.
Lin Xuan's gaze also turned slightly grave as he looked ahead.
At that moment, both man and dragon felt an eerie palpitation in their hearts.
Looking closely, they saw a throne floating in the air above the mountain gate of the Heaven Desolate Sacred Land, with a 'person' seated upon it.
"What the hell is that?"
Lin Xuan frowned, sensing an extremely pretentious aura.
"Go over."
After giving Long Ze the order, Lin Xuan's gaze became dangerous.
Long Ze steeled himself and flew onward, soon arriving before the Heaven Desolate Sacred Land.
His enormous dragon body coiled through the sky, his dragon head raised slightly higher than Mo Wuya's throne, allowing Lin Xuan to look down at Mo Wuya from above.
"Courting death!"
Behind Mo Wuya, the five Longevity Realm elders of the Heaven Desolate Sacred Land clenched their teeth in secret at the sight.
Mo Wuya also frowned, displeasure flashing through