After Ye Xiong left, the "Dragon King" wound his way through the spiral-shaped complex. To accommodate the Dragon Clan's long, serpentine bodies, their buildings were all rather spacious, mostly curved, with straight lines rarely seen.
His body gradually stretched out as he swam through the deep sea. Beneath those magnificent scales, the black-red aura of death was slowly fading.
The more he moved, the denser the vital essence and demonic qi he stirred up became. Only then did "his" "mind" gradually clear a little.
"That bastard Holy Emperor may have lost quite a few memories while passing through his tribulation, leaving him only slightly better off than I am today, but at least he didn't lose his realm or his essence."
"And since he managed to escape with his life while being hunted by the Celestial Favored Clan, he surely wasn't weak."
"An enemy whose depths even he couldn't see... Was it from this world? A Free and Unfettered Stage cultivator? Or a new 'favored one' of the remnants?"
Naturally, "he" would not place complete faith in Holy Emperor's judgment. In his eyes, Holy Emperor was merely a second-rate figure at best.
Still, there was simply too little information.
At that moment, he suddenly raised his head. Golden light shone from his two eyes, each as large as a bronze bell.
"And... you bastard, you've been watching me, haven't you?!"
The Giant Dragon raised his head and opened his mouth. Vital essence surged throughout his body, gathering in his throat. Then, a curse shook heaven and earth!
"Fuck!"
The vibration in his throat set that terrifying vital essence into motion, turning it into a streak of white light that shot forth at far beyond the speed of sound!
After fiercely "spitting abuse" at his enemy, "he" felt utterly refreshed. His