Blazing Dragon Descends

The Blazing Dragon Reached the Sky

Everyone's eyes flew wide as they hurriedly looked toward the sound.

There, on the northern horizon, a blue-white colossal dragon swept forward wrapped in layers of blazing light and flame, tearing through the sky toward the mountain peak where Golden Cicada Temple stood at a speed far beyond mortal comprehension.

Its speed was so terrifying, its momentum so fierce, and its firepower so immense that every bank of cloud along its path vaporized in an instant, while rows upon rows of forests below were reduced entirely to ash.

What made the pupils of every Saint Embryo in the hall contract even further was—

On either side of the head of that flame-wreathed dragon spanning heaven and earth stood two tiny yet familiar figures—Shen Mobai and True Person Yanghe.

The Saint Embryos could clearly see that these two great masters, whose names shook the martial world, were being tightly swept along within the dragon, swaying and tumbling up and down like two leaves caught amid raging waves.

Humble, fragile, and pitiful.

In but an instant, the blazing dragon had arrived above Golden Cicada Temple.

Without slowing down or circling, the "dragon" directly scattered all its blazing light and flames, shifting from the utmost motion to the utmost stillness as it transformed into three figures, who drifted gently down into the center of the square.

Zhang Sanxian stood in the middle, his blue robes fluttering in the wind. His aura was vast and ancient, his deathly pale eyes like cold pools as they swept indifferently across the entire square.

At his sides, Shen Mobai and True Person Yanghe stumbled to their knees, their breaths disordered, their faces bluish, and their eyes unfocused, as though they had gotten motion sickness.

But when the two violently shook their