The torrential rain over this realm stopped abruptly, and the thunder fell silent. The pitch-black, heaven-spanning clouds and dense mountain mists dispersed, as if heaven and earth themselves feared the savagery of this peerless demon. Rainstorms and lightning both chose to retreat, leaving this ill-omened mountain.
Only that hooked waning moon still hung atop the peak, casting a faint radiance through the air washed crystal-clear by the heavy rain, reflecting the undulating, boundless, and distant mountains afar.
And upon those towering, majestic peaks, a behemoth stood proudly, its azure-as-the-sea pupils gazing indifferently down at him.
Gollum!
An Yang swallowed hard. He could hardly believe the sight before his eyes—
A serpentine, gracefully curved silhouette stood upright beneath the moonlight, framed against the crystal-clear, deep blue firmament. The reason he called it standing was naturally because it possessed feet and claws, and just moments ago, it had crushed several Eternal Life Demon Palace protectors and commanders.
It had horns upon its head, lacking the many branches An Yang had seen on fallen ones in the Divine Continent world. If one called them antlers, they were merely like those of a newly born fawn.
Its entire body was snow-white and covered in scales.
It trampled the mountain peak beneath its feet, its posture arrogant and ferocious, yet peace filled those azure pupils. It was hard to imagine it had just swallowed several powerful demons alive!
This was a dragon, a white dragon!
A white dragon a thousand zhang in length!
An Yang was almost frozen, locking gazes with it.
Suddenly, the white dragon withdrew its gaze, a single claw shattering a towering peak before it raised its dragon head and let out a long, resonant roar.
At this moment the mountains fell silent, all things grew still, and awakening creatures raised their