"Ah!"
The black dragon Badas screamed in agony, his body burning with pain. He was practically mad with rage.
He was an ancient dragon who had comprehended the laws of time. Even in the Dragon World, he counted as a formidable existence—yet now he was being humiliated to his face by a Lightning Tribulation Realm primordial remnant. This was the greatest disgrace imaginable.
If he could recover his strength, he would definitely kill this damned ant completely, wiping out both body and soul.
But that was only a fantasy.
The terror of the Six Paths Sealing Technique far surpassed a Saint's imagination. It contained the power of the six paths, reincarnation, and karma. Even if the Invincible Saint arrived, without Xia Ping's consent, it would be impossible to undo it.
For Badas to recover the power of an ancient giant dragon was nothing but wishful thinking.
"This!"
Seeing their boss in such a miserable state, being lectured like a grandson by a Lightning Tribulation Realm primordial remnant, the bandit dragons of Black Wind Stronghold felt their hair stand on end and their entire bodies tremble.
Only now did they finally remember that they were no longer lofty Saint-level dragons. They were merely dragons who had lost all their power, not worth even a single hair.
Don't be fooled by these Lightning Tribulation Realm primordial remnants. At their peak, the dragons could have wiped out a whole crowd of them with a single breath. But here, they were the ants, utterly incapable of resistance.
They could not help looking toward the three seasoned old dragons nearby, hoping to find a solution.
But Herbert and the other two dragons stared at their noses, their noses at their hearts, as though they had seen nothing at all. It was as if they did