"Who else still wants to test this queen?"
Outside Clear Moon City, a woman slowly approached.
She wore a dragon robe, though it was not the True Dragon Robe of mortal emperors. Strictly speaking, it was mainly a rose-yellow dress.
The dress cinched at the waist, outlining the woman's graceful, exquisite figure. Golden tassels adorned it, swallows dangling at her ankles. The cuffs resembled the style of a Confucian scholar's long gown, yet combined the grandeur of the Dragon Race with a woman's delicate charm.
The fear in the hearts of the Great Demons' attendants outside the city began to spread. It came from the imprints in their Divine Souls. By the time they recovered their senses, the knees of these attendants, whose realms averaged around the Dragon Gate Realm, had already bent uncontrollably toward the woman.
Their masters did not punish their attendants, because they themselves were struggling to suppress the impulse to kneel.
If their realms had been a little lower, or the True Dragon Woman's realm a little higher, they too would have joined the demons kneeling on the ground.
Even though they had never seen her before, even though no one had told them her identity, all the Demon Race members and cultivators present understood.
She was the World's Only True Dragon, the Lord of the Four Seas who possessed all Dragon Luck—Mo Ye!
Behind Mo Ye followed several "attendants." All of them wore black cloaks, with Dragon Horn Masks covering their faces.
The demons could only guess from their slender, graceful figures that they were women. Even when probed with Divine Sense, all they could sense was the thick Dragon Qi.
"Mo Ye, you secretly brought cultivators from the Vast and Righteous World to Clear Moon Mountain. What are you plotting?"
When the dragon might