Blast Saint Star Master!

Boom!

Da Qiang's dragon body was incredibly intimidating. His entire body was covered in dark dragon scales, which radiated a faint divine light, making him as noble as a dark divine dragon.

Roar...

Qiang-ge's roar was vast and domineering, utterly different from the Ink Flood Dragon of the past.

His enormous head bored into the crack in the dome. His dragon eyes erupted with blazing light, like super searchlights, sweeping sharply across the destroyed boundary wall.

Da Qiang seemed to have drilled in from beyond the universe into this somewhat cramped, ruined space.

There was nothing he could do. His body was simply too massive, like a giant squeezing into a mouse hole, with Dragon Breath spraying from his mouth and nose.

"Trash, you dared to trespass into Qiang-ge's abode! Get on your knees and admit your mistake!"

Da Qiang glared at the battered and bloodstained Chen Fusheng. He froze for a moment, then let out a roar. His voice was so full of vigor that he sounded as magnificent as an ancient Divine Ox.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince was clearly startled. The dark giant dragon that had suddenly crawled out possessed a demon-god bloodline no weaker than his own.

"They did it, not me! I swear!" Chen Fusheng shouted.

"I'll take your bullshit for now. Hmm? Aren't you the Golden Crow Crown Prince? You actually dared to damage this lord's abode!"

Yuan Daqiang coiled his dragon body and raised his enormous head, staring at the Golden Crow Crown Prince as though he were about to hold a court hearing.

"Brother of the Demon Race, you know me? You weren't born in this world?"

The Golden Crow Crown Prince froze for a moment, then noticed Chen Fusheng trying to slip away. He charged over and shouted coldly, "Brother, stop