The Soaring Serpent Strange Dragon seemed to have truly fallen into a deathlike sleep. Shen Mo took the dried dragon blood right beneath its eyelids, yet it did not react in the slightest!
It was also possible that Shen Mo's cultivation was too low and he had yet to reach the Formless Realm, so he posed no threat in its perception. That was why it could not be bothered to awaken from its slumber... This could be seen from how the sixth-order fiends entrenched here had been killed or wounded by it, while fiends and ghosts of the fifth order and below had managed to escape with their lives. The Soaring Serpent Strange Dragon had utterly no interest in "weak existences."
After retreating tens of thousands of miles, Shen Mo flicked his sleeve and released a strand of Blessed Land Sword Qi, bringing out the Heaven-Patrolling Tower Ship. He then flew aboard it.
Zhao Lingyin, Flower Fairy Ami, Qian Xiaofeng, and the others were all within the tower ship. Upon suddenly seeing the towering immortal mountain before them and the Soaring Serpent Strange Dragon coiled atop it, all their expressions changed.
"This demon dragon actually came to the Immortal Realm too?" Zhao Lingyin's beautiful eyes widened in astonishment.
Back then, when Shen Mo brought the trapped sect members out of the Mountain and River Realm, he had briefly released Zhao Lingyin and the others from the Golden Flower World. Thus, she recognized this Soaring Serpent as well.
Qian Xiaofeng had later returned to the Linjiang Mountain Range and gazed from afar at the culprit that had devoured her father and brother. The instant she saw the Soaring Serpent Strange Dragon clearly, two streams of tears flowed from her eyes. Her expression was even stranger—half sorrow, half resentment, with a trace