Seven days passed. Shangguan Yunlou came to Golden Roc Peak again and met Shen Long.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, are you ready?"
Shangguan Yunlou got straight to the point.
Shen Long nodded. "I'm ready. Fellow Daoist Shangguan, follow me!"
They arrived outside a Giant Valley enclosed by mountains on three sides, where Huang Lei had been waiting for a long time.
"Uncle-Master Shen, everything has been arranged. What do you think of this place?"
Huang Lei pointed at the valley.
"This place is quite good. I just don't know whether they'll like it."
With a flick of Shen Long's wrist, a deafening dragon roar rang out as the Ice Flood Dragon flew from the Spirit Beast Bracelet.
Shangguan Yunlou flicked his wrist, and a streak of black light flew from the Spirit Beast Bracelet, transforming into an enormous Black Flood Dragon.
A black horn grew from the Black Flood Dragon's head, and its body was covered in countless Black Scales.
"We're both Sixth Order Mid Stage. What makes you worthy of mating with me?"
The Ink Flood Dragon spoke in human words, its tone arrogant.
"That's what I should be asking you. If you're too weak, I wouldn't even be willing to mate with you."
The Ice Flood Dragon's voice was icy. Spiritual light blazed across its body, releasing a peculiar aura.
The Ink Flood Dragon's body trembled uncontrollably. It instinctively felt an overwhelming pressure, one that came from the suppression of bloodlines.
The Ice Flood Dragon raised its head and roared toward the heavens before flying high into the sky. The Ink Flood Dragon followed after it.
Shen Long and Shangguan Yunlou said nothing. The Ice Flood Dragon and Ink Flood Dragon circled in the sky, probing each other with their own unique methods.
If the Ice Flood Dragon summoned