No match for a Foolish Dragon's Flash of Inspiration

Whoosh!

A violent wave of energy surged in, caught by Zhao Han's Primordial Spirit.

The Primordial Spirit's eyes lit up. The distant disturbance came into crystal-clear view, appearing in Zhao Han's mind at the same time.

Zhao Han's mental strength alone wouldn't have let him see that far, but his Primordial Spirit could.

It was the Blood Red Flood Dragon, swimming back toward its lair.

"So slow..." After calculating how long it would take, Zhao Han recalled his Primordial Spirit, then shot up and swiftly flew out of the sea.

Whoosh!

By the time Zhao Han returned to Red River Village, Zhao Si, Black Bear Demon, and Paper Tiger had already taken care of everything.

Lei Qiang, most of the pirates, and the villagers who had resisted were dead. Only a small number had escaped.

Most of Red River Village's wealth had also fallen into Zhao Si's hands.

Only Black Bear Demon's eyes flickered with unease. But when he saw Zhao Han return alone, without the Blood Red Flood Dragon, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought, Lao Da really is ruthless. He killed the guy!

"Zhao Si, well done."

"From here on, we won't need a boat. We'll head north by land."

Hanging Black Bear Demon from his waist like an ornament, Zhao Han took out Paper Tiger and looked at the map.

Then he rode Paper Tiger through the mountains and forests. The two men and two tigers sped northwest toward Huangshui County.

By the time the Blood Red Flood Dragon returned to Red River Village, Zhao Han and the others were already long gone.

Back in the depths of the bay, the Blood Red Flood Dragon sensed something was wrong. Someone had been there.

It soon spotted the wreckage of its underwater cave.

Its lair on