A Master's Welcoming Gift, a Pure Yang Divine Elixir, and the Dragon Elephant Foundation!

The treetop rustled and swayed. A stream of qi descended from the heavens, slipping down its branches and flowing like mist.

In the blink of an eye, the qi gathered into a broad, bare-backed figure.

He sat cross-legged with his back to Meng Chuan, meditating before the bodhi tree.

Studying the figure's back, Meng Chuan guessed that this must indeed be Dharma King Lingkong.

Rumor had it that this mighty expert of the Esoteric Sect possessed an extraordinary physique, as sturdy as a reef weathering the waves of a mighty river.

Wheel-shaped markings covered his back, a birthmark that extended to both shoulder blades like the wings of a winged dragon.

Meng Chuan studied the bare-backed apparition from behind and nodded inwardly.

Everything matched.

The seated figure suddenly froze, seemingly sensing something.

Without shifting his posture, he turned his neck around with a series of cracks.

Across an eternity of time and space, their gazes met.

The instant their eyes met, an immensely heavy pressure bore down on Meng Chuan.

Rolling clouds churned with a dragon's majesty and an elephant's roar, like thunderbolts crossing beneath black clouds pressing down on a city. Neither dragon nor elephant appeared. Only an enormous, powerful claw reached out from the clouds, descending toward him from afar.

Whoosh—

Meng Chuan's vision immediately went black. His tear glands were compressed, sending tears streaming from the corners of his closed eyes.

Suddenly, he felt himself being hauled high into the air. When he opened his eyes again, something firm yet supple supported his feet.

An elephant's back!

Above him, a vast, mighty golden dragon swept straight toward his face. Meng Chuan's robes snapped backward, yet he remained immovable, like roots splitting stone.

The instant it brushed his face, his mind shook violently.

Rumble!!!

Muffled thunder erupted as