With a splash, water sprayed everywhere. The Nethersea Flood Dragon's body suddenly went limp, as if every ounce of strength had been stripped from it, and its entire body collapsed straight to the ground.
Although the Nethersea Flood Dragon quickly recovered its strength and sprang back up, that brief sensation of powerlessness stirred up a storm in its heart. Its huge beast eyes were filled with shock and horror. With its strength, it could naturally tell that Zi Yan was only at the Dou Wang level, or in other words, merely a Rank 5 Magical Beast. Yet that pressure just now had truly come from within her body.
It was suppression from bloodline, a fear buried deep in the body. Against the Nethersea Flood Dragon, it carried a bloodline-suppressing effect. This situation was like the pressure an upper being exerted over a lower one.
"This little girl is a Magical Beast?! She can make even me feel pressure and fear. Just what is her true form? Could she have inherited an ancient bloodline? A True Dragon?" The Nethersea Flood Dragon stared dumbly at Zi Yan before it with its giant eyes. Although it was not to the point where it would grovel at Zi Yan's feet, that fierce aura from just now was gone.
Right now, the Nethersea Flood Dragon wished it could get as far away from this fellow as possible.
The Nethersea Flood Dragon's sudden weakness naturally shook Yao Ye and Jia Xing Tian deeply. Their gazes turned in fear toward the little purple-haired girl beside Xiao Yan.
They found it truly unbelievable. Strictly speaking, this Nethersea Flood Dragon could be considered a Magical Beast with quite a rare and powerful bloodline. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for it to reach Rank 6. Yet now, merely being