The Great Wei Wang Dragon was stunned. It had been hiding safely, ready to flee at a moment's notice, and the place was well concealed. Yet suddenly, those Flying Birds had launched a mass suicide bombing.
Before long, the ground collapsed and magma erupted. The Great Wei Wang Dragon roared as it burst out from underground, its body covered in bruises, its enormous pupils still dazed—but soon filled with fury. It threw back its head and roared.
By coincidence, it burst into the sky right beneath the battlefield where Elder Yuan of the Sixth Continent was fighting the Cangmang Continent cultivators.
The Great Wei Wang Dragon's roar startled quite a few people.
Bai Ling was puzzled, too. They had clearly been bombing Lu Yin, so why had they brought out a monster?
"Where'd this beast come from? Get lost!" Elder Yuan barked, casually pressing down a hand toward the Great Wei Wang Dragon.
The Great Wei Wang Dragon was still dazed from the bombing. It searched frantically for the culprit, and Elder Yuan's attack gave it the perfect target to vent its anger on. In an instant, countless afterimages of the Great Wei Wang Dragon filled the sky, moving at incredible speed. Elder Yuan couldn't tell them apart in time and was slammed by the Great Wei Wang Dragon, sent flying into the distance.
Underground, Lu Yin was astonished. The Great Wei Wang Dragon Clan had an innate gift for speed. At Probe Realm, they could split into three afterimages; at Integrating Realm, five; at Extreme Realm, nine; and at Exploration Realm, dozens. The ones just now had numbered in the thousands, hadn't they? This Great Wei Wang Dragon had to be an Enlightenment Realm expert.
It had been hiding in a hole, scared of dying, and it was actually