The green streak of light was, astonishingly, a gigantic azure flood dragon. It stretched over thirty zhang long, had two heads, and was covered in azure scales. Two crystalline, jade-green horns grew from its heads.
A middle-aged man with sharp brows and bright eyes, dressed in a green Daoist robe, sat atop one of the two-headed azure flood dragon's heads. A green long sword was strapped to his back. Judging by the terrifying spiritual pressure radiating from him, he was clearly a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
"Old Qin, it's you! Why aren't you staying on your Green Flood Dragon Island? What are you doing at our Liu Family's North Xuan Island?" Liu Huaide said coldly.
The middle-aged man's surname was Qin and his given name was Long. He was the Green Flood Dragon Sect's grand elder, and his relationship with the Liu Family was poor.
The Liu Family had two Spirit Transformation cultivators, but one was away traveling and had yet to return. Only Liu Huaide was holding the fort now. If Qin Long seized this opportunity to make trouble, the Liu Family would be in a bind.
"Heh heh, Fellow Daoist Liu, it's your thousandth birthday. How could you not invite this old man to share a cup of wine? I hear the Immortal Herb Pavilion's proprietor, Shi Yue, is here too. I wonder where young friend Shi is. This old man has something important to discuss with him." With just a few simple words, Qin Long explained why he had come.
The cultivators suddenly understood. So Qin Long had come to find Shi Yue.
Liu Huaide furrowed his brows, about to say something, when a streak of black light appeared on the distant horizon and rushed toward them.
The black light was incredibly fast. In less than two breaths,