The second of the Seven Changbai Sons, Zhong Yu, was sliced in half at the waist by the black dragon in a single exchange.
The sight left the others feeling cold from head to toe, their legs trembling beneath them.
Zhong Yu's swordsmanship was no mean feat. Among the seven, he ranked in the top three.
Yet that black dragon had killed him in one move. Just how powerful was it?
Across Shenzhou, every young man dreamed of slaying a dragon. Every one of them wanted to become the dragon-slaying hero whose exploits were passed from mouth to mouth by wandering bards.
But the key was that you had to slay the dragon first, rather than let the dragon slay you.
Zhong Yu had been slain by a dragon.
Thus, he was destined to turn into a wisp of dust and smoke, vanishing from the Water Illusion Realm forever, leaving no fame or tale behind in the human world.
Even so, more young men still embraced their dreams.
Whether they wanted to or not.
At least, some people were not willing to accept it now.
No one cared about a dead man. Zhong Yu was dead, and that was that. The other six of the Seven Changbai Sons did not care, and the black dragon that had crushed him in two with one squeeze cared even less.
It merely swayed its body and stretched lazily before moving its enormous form above the formation created by the Six Shameful Ones of Changbai.
With Zhong Yu absent, the Big Dipper Seven Star Formation had not actually been completed. They made a few changes and altered it into the 'Six Star Formation.'
The Seven Stars formed the complete Big Dipper formation. Arranged according to the positions of the Big Dipper's stars, it had