Not far ahead, an enormous dragon floated silently in the void, so massive it was suffocating to behold.
The dragon's eyes were tightly shut. Its winding body coiled layer upon layer, like a purple-black mountain range suspended in the starry sky. Every scale gleamed with a dark metallic luster.
It remained completely motionless, as though it had fallen into an incomparably deep slumber. Even its breathing was barely perceptible.
Countless thick shackles wound around its body, binding it firmly from head to tail, not even sparing its dragon head.
Every chain was as thick as an adult's waist, its surface flowing with densely packed ancient sealing runes. They had clearly been crafted by Danta experts.
A layer of purple-black light occasionally shimmered around the dragon's body. The glow was not dazzling, yet it carried a scorching heat that made one's heart tremble.
A strange layer of purple-black flames curled around its immense body. The flames rose and churned soundlessly, each flicker scorching the surrounding space into distortion and sending out faint spatial ripples.
"Mr. Tang Chen, this is the one." The elder lowered his voice and cautiously pointed it out. "Place your palm against its forehead. There is a dragon scale there not covered by the black flames. Inject your power into it. If you are lucky, you may be able to subdue it..."
After listening, Tang Chen's gaze lingered on the dragon's forehead for a moment before he nodded. "I understand. Leave this to me. I am confident I can subdue it."
Hearing that, the elder let out a breath of relief as if granted a pardon. He respectfully bowed to Tang Chen. "Mr. Tang Chen, may everything go smoothly!"
With that, he turned and left without looking back. His steps were swift, and after a few flashes, he