Ten thousand dragons roared, their beastly natures completely overwhelming their divinity.
Even the young Dragon Kings on Dragon Island who had originally regained their intelligence had now been reduced to beasts, roaring madly.
Wang Xuan moved, paying no attention at all to Lanno, who had been too shocked to speak ever since he had broken out of his shell.
His incomparably sacred golden Ancestral Dragon body coiled skyward. Its size expanded frantically, its thousand-zhang dragon form concealed amid the sea of clouds, appearing and vanishing from sight.
A terrifying dragon claw that blotted out the sky and sun reached out from the depths of the clouds and fiercely seized the Heavenly Stele within Dead City.
"This is... How could Dragon Island possess such a terrifying existence?!"
"This is an Ancestral Dragon!"
"There is actually an Ancestral Dragon on Dragon Island? Then wouldn't the Dragon King Contest be a joke?!"
Amid the mountain forests, Xiao Chen and Keke were wolfing down all kinds of spiritual medicine, their bellies swollen round.
Xiao Chen was operating the Heavenly Stele Profound Art at full force, refining the surging medicinal power within his body.
"Yi yi ya ya!"
Keke suddenly leaped up, still clutching a stalk of spiritual medicine in his little paw. He raised his small head and babbled noisily at the sky, though no one knew what he was shouting.
"What is it?"
Startled by Keke's commotion, Xiao Chen hurriedly stopped his profound art and followed Keke's gaze toward the heavens.
The golden dragon claw blotted out the sky and sun, its scales dazzlingly brilliant, while the vast shadow deep within the clouds weighed heavily upon the mind.
Above Dead City, black light surged into the heavens.
The Dead City floating in the sky seemed to sense a fatal threat. The entire city