Before long, the man transformed from Zhulong's true form changed expression. At first, he had still been able to control his aura.
Seeing that the meritorious one still moved freely, he increased the pressure, little by little, until even beneath the full force of his pressure, Red Dust remained unperturbed and moved with ease.
"How could this be... You..."
Red Dust sneered. "Brat, it seems my teaching was far from adequate."
"Ah... Big Sis, spare this old dragon's life..."
Red Dust used human-path cultivation to seize the ten-thousand-zhang Divine Dragon, shrinking him into a miniature dragon. She tugged him back and forth with both hands, and Zhulong cried out for mercy from the pain.
"Zhulong, I haven't been around all these years, and you haven't made much progress.
"The little Willow Tree from back then has left you far behind and is now in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Emperor Light level.
"The Lord of Life and Death from the Foreign Realm entered the Emperor-Light Immortal King level long ago.
"And you? After two eras, you've only reached the Pinnacle King level. You deserve a beating!"
Several slaps landed on the miniature dragon's body, followed by his direct suppression.
"Big Sis, do you think Kings are cabbages? This old dragon has already worked very hard. I'm a Pinnacle King now."
Red Dust could not be bothered to answer. Dealing with this fellow was simply asking for trouble.
After giving him a thorough beating, Red Dust temporarily settled down in the Forbidden Zone.
Within the mustard-seed realm, the two Life Imprints had already nurtured souls, but they were rather weak and no longer possessed any of their former memories.
Outside, the long years flowed on. One million years after another passed into the ages. Red Dust had long since