"But..."
As his murmured words fell, an exceedingly mysterious aura enveloped his body.
The fury and resentment in Fu Feng's eyes vanished completely at that moment, turning as tranquil as a still lake.
A faint golden gleam flickered in his eyes. They seemed cold and profound, carrying an indescribable air about them.
He drew a deep breath and murmured, "I am Fu Feng of the Dark Dragon Clan. I am also a Primordial Ancient Dragon..."
As he spoke, he merely lifted a hand casually.
Rumble...
The indestructible iron cage exploded with a thunderous blast, and a tall, lean figure stepped out.
Yet the instant he took a step beyond the cell, a jumble of hurried footsteps sounded all around. Figure after figure surged out from the darkness.
The man at the front widened his eyes and barked, "Insolence! You dare break out of prison?!"
Fu Feng did not spare him a glance and simply took another step forward.
The next instant, a pressure that made everyone present tremble descended upon the heavenly prison. No matter how powerful the Dark Dragon Clan guards were, they all felt a suffocating oppression rising from the depths of their bloodlines and souls.
Like tiny ants encountering a true dragon soaring through the nine heavens, their entire bodies went limp, and even their demon power froze solid.
A resounding dragon's roar rang out, and more than a hundred dragon guards watching over the heavenly prison dropped to their knees in unison.
"This aura... this pressure..."
"The bloodline of an ancient dragon..."
The guard captain struggled against the pressure, his face filled with shock.
The Dark Dragon Clan had existed for countless years and was an immensely ancient Demon Cultivator clan.
Among dragonkind, bloodline power represented one's identity and standing. The divine beast, the Primordial Ancient