The Strength to Pull Up Mountains
"The Innate Great Formation truly lives up to its fearsome reputation." Looking at the formation before him, Bi Fan sighed.
Before them stood an Innate Great Formation, its imposing might keeping people at a distance. White mist swirled around it, lending it an air of mystery.
Demon Cloud said, "Sect Master Bi Fan, this formation is relatively weak. But even a powerhouse at the Primordial Saint Venerable level would most likely lose their life if they got trapped inside."
The outermost Innate Great Formation was already enough to kill a powerhouse at the Primordial Saint Venerable level. The Dragon Locking Absolute Domain certainly lived up to its name.
Among the nine deadly lands, the Dragon Locking Absolute Domain ranked sixth—not even in the top five.
One could imagine how terrifying the Dream Demon Deadly Land was. It was surely far more dangerous than the Dragon Locking Absolute Domain.
Bi Fan didn't dwell on that for now. He would first explore the Dragon Locking Absolute Domain; there was no point thinking about anything else until then. If he couldn't get out, none of it would matter.
"An array like this can't stop me at all," Dragon Sable said disdainfully.
He had every reason to be proud. His strength was formidable, and when it came to formations and restrictions, no other race could compare with the Dragon Sable.
But Dragon Sables were exceedingly rare. If he could find a mate for Dragon Sable and produce offspring, allowing the race to continue, that would be wonderful.
Unfortunately, Bi Fan could only imagine it. Making it happen was almost impossible.
Just owning one Dragon Sable was enough to make others green with envy. If he could subdue another, wouldn't that defy the heavens?
And finding a Dragon Sable