The Difficulty of Meeting Again

Following that dragon scale, Chen Luo rode Huang Silong for several hundred li. Suddenly, his brows furrowed as he sensed a fluctuation of Soul power.

"Little Huang, stop for a moment!" Chen Luo stamped on Huang Silong's dragon head, his expression turning serious.

The Azure Dragon lineage cultivated the law, the Yellow Dragon lineage tempered the body, and the Cloud Dragon lineage honed the soul.

A member of the Cloud Dragon lineage was fighting someone else with magic!

Flames ignited deep in Chen Luo's eyes. His Golden Crow Dharma Eye opened, and he immediately saw a white-clad figure in the distance being blocked by two dragonfolk men.

For the dragon race, dragon form could bring out their combat strength to the greatest extent, but it was inferior to human form in flexibility. Except for Yellow Dragons like Huang Silong, who broke through techniques with sheer force, most dragons usually transformed into dragonfolk or simply took human form to fight.

The distant figures were clearly one Cloud Dragon and two Azure Dragons.

"Little Huang!" Chen Luo said. "Stay here. I'll be right back!"

Huang Silong answered, but prepared himself. The moment Chen Luo left, he would run!

He wasn't a mount. How could Chen Luo expect him to stay just because he said so?

"Hmm, but you're definitely going to run!" Chen Luo paused. "Bear with it. I'll be gentle."

Huang Silong froze. "Brother, I don't think... there's any need for that!"

"I, Huang Silong, value my word above gold. If I say I'll wait here, then I'll wait here!"

"No, no! Don't worry. I'll be quick. You won't feel any pain!" Chen Luo comforted him. The Ancestral Dragon Sacred Residence was so vast that finding such an obedient mount was no easy matter. Besides, he still had other uses for