"You've got to be reckless, aren't you?" Seeing that Xiao Yan was all right, the Dragon Blood Martial Emperor said with a false alarm.
Although he did not know Xiao Yan's importance to the Golden Dragon King, based on his shallow understanding of such an overlord, if his disciple suffered any accident in his hands, I am afraid that an almighty of that level, once angered, could instantly obliterate him with a single palm.
"Many thanks, Senior. These are some Holy Flame fires. I hope you will return to the Dragon Clan and hand them to my Junior Uncle on my behalf." A moment later, Xiao Yan spoke slowly, and wisps of earth-yellow Holy Flame fire emerged once more, appearing right here. These Holy Flame fires undoubtedly heralded Xiao Yan's current state. Once he had finished handling his own affairs, he would go to the Dragon Clan. This was evidently meant to give his Junior Uncle a heads-up in advance.
"Since that is the case, I shall take my leave." Seeing this scene from Xiao Yan, the Dragon Blood Martial Emperor carefully put away the Holy Flame Fire, then shook his body. His massive dragon body emerged once more, a deep aura surging over his frame, and with a single step, he shattered the void and departed into the distance.
Since the Dark Red Coffin was already broken, and the Ghost Qi that had imprisoned his strength with such difficulty was destroyed by Xiao Yan's Holy Flame, if not leaving now, when?
"Junior Uncle, I hope things go smoothly with the Dragon Clan. Once I settle my affairs, I will head over there." Watching the Dragon Blood Martial Emperor leave, Xiao Yan muttered to himself.
Originally, the Dragon Blood Martial Emperor wanted to exchange the dragon blood within his body