"Dragons may die in battle, but they never surrender!"
Yinglong roared through the ages, fighting Wu Zhiqi in a bloody struggle. She had gone mad with killing, frenzied with battle.
She had truly flown into a rage. That kind of power was terrifying, enough to shatter heaven and earth and create a scene of primordial chaos, making the sun and moon vanish and bringing all things to an end.
Yinglong struck across heaven and earth, sending immeasurable mountains and rivers crashing down.
She fought to the death, yet grew braver the more she fought, terrifying the world. That bloody valor pounded into the hearts of all living beings, making their hearts dance in unison and turning into a source of battle power!
"Hm? Stubborn and foolish!" Wu Zhiqi, the Demon Marshal, sneered aloud, but grew more solemn inside, daring not to be careless or underestimate her in the slightest.
Because he had discovered something—this young woman was not easy to deal with.
That was only natural... After all, there was a saying: when one person attained the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascended to heaven.
Not to mention Yinglong?
She followed the representative of the Human Dao and walked through this era. Her backing could not have been any more solid.
She had also inherited the legacy of the Dragon Ancestor and tempered herself through slaughter, granting her boundless potential. Amid constant refinement, she shone brilliantly!
When she came infinitely close to death, she comprehended the true meaning of survival. Brilliant radiance burst from her dragon eyes. She revived amid the ruins and grasped the hope of great life in the desperate situation!
The Great Evolution Fifty, of which forty-nine were put to use, with One That Escapes... At this moment, Yinglong seemed to have obtained that "one"!
Her