Roar!
On Dragon Island's beach, the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon discovered Yan Kuan's group and charged with a roar. Though it did not know where these three "monkeys" had come from, the auras around Wanwan and Shi Feixuan made it feel as though needles were pricking its back—an instinctive threat.
They were supreme experts who had ascended from the Nine Provinces of the Mortal World. Though their cultivation had been suppressed from the fifth realm to the peak of the second realm, their combat strength undoubtedly far surpassed the second realm and could threaten the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon's life.
The Eight-Armed Evil Dragon was a king among dragons, with powerful bloodline and sharp senses. Having detected that threat, it instinctively chose to strike first.
As the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon charged, silver light shimmered all over its body, making it resemble a silver mountain range. Along with its sharp horn, rows of upright dorsal spikes, and eight enormous claws gleaming with cold light, it looked incomparably vicious and ferocious.
Its massive fifty-meter-long dragon body erupted with soaring murderous aura, leaving nothing capable of blocking its path. Rows of trees crashed down, the earth shook violently, fallen leaves scattered through the forests, birds cried out and fled in alarm, and wild beasts ran in panic.
As this legendary fierce beast passed by, the sky swiftly darkened. Endless dark clouds blanketed the island, followed by flashes of lightning, claps of thunder, howling winds, and torrential rain.
Huge bolts of lightning lashed about wildly as a hurricane swept in from the sea. Many towering trees snapped in half, while others were uprooted and hurled into the dark sky beneath the downpour, only to be shattered by enormous lightning strikes.
It was a scene like the end of the world. Darkness covered the earth, thunder and