"Why? Did you think you could definitely capture me, Hong Hai'er, today?"
"Yes." Li Mu Yang nodded with absolute certainty and said, "I can't guarantee it elsewhere, but here in the West Sea, if I want to take you, no one can stop me."
"What an utterly ridiculous joke. I, Hong Hai'er, am the true king of the West Sea. You think being a member of the Dragon Clan means you can do whatever you want and capture me? Then come on. I'd like to see whether you have what it takes."
Li Mu Yang nodded and said with a smile, "Then watch closely."
As he spoke, Li Mu Yang's figure plummeted.
As he plunged downward at tremendous speed, his body suddenly transformed into a massive white dragon.
With its teeth bared and claws brandished, it charged toward the broken ship where Hong Hai'er stood.
Roar!
Purple-red flames sprayed from the white dragon's mouth. The moment the broken ship emerged from the seawater, it was ignited by the dragon breath's intense corrosive power.
Boom!
The broken ship, wreathed in roaring flames, sank into the deep sea once more. The many pirates aboard had no time to dodge before being annihilated by the dragon breath, burned to ashes.
Hong Hai'er and several of his trusted subordinates had already fled when the dragon opened its mouth. Watching the enormous, savage dragon, they could not help feeling afraid.
"Brothers, everyone in the world wants to slay a dragon, but no one would ever imagine that the feat of dragon-slaying would be accomplished by a band of pirates." Hong Hai'er extended his hand, and a great sword covered in rust shot out from the deep sea.
The Sea Monster Sword!
This was the peerless divine sword Hong Hai'er had forged after roaming the West