The formidable aura of an eighty-thousand-year soul beast poured from the Green Flood Dragon without restraint.
Ning Rongrong jumped in fright, retreating several steps in quick succession and hiding behind Shi Mo.
"Wh... what kind of creature is that?"
Osler and Yu Feng looked as though they had seen a ghost, their jaws nearly dropping onto the ice.
"Yanzi, when did you start keeping such a huge, terrifying pet behind our backs?"
"No, that aura... it's definitely a soul beast over ten thousand years old!"
At Ye Qing's request, Dugu Yan had always kept the Green Flood Dragon hidden as her greatest trump card.
This was the first time she had revealed it before her companions.
Seeing their utter astonishment, she felt a surge of pride she could barely suppress.
Meanwhile...
The Three-River Sky-Piercing Python's deafening laughter cut off abruptly the moment the Green Flood Dragon appeared, as though an invisible hand had seized it viciously by the throat.
Its enormous eyes locked onto the Green Flood Dragon in midair, its scarlet pupils contracting violently to pinpoints.
It froze.
As a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, its sensitivity to the auras of its own kind was frighteningly acute.
It saw through the creature's nature at a glance.
The Green Flood Dragon before it, radiating terrifying draconic might, had no physical body of flesh and blood at all.
It was a special existence formed entirely from energy and a soul.
What did that mean?
It meant that this Green Flood Dragon had died long ago.
It had already been hunted down by the human girl before it and become her soul ring.
But...
The Three-River Sky-Piercing Python's breathing grew incredibly labored.
An overwhelming sense of absurdity that overturned its entire understanding of the world battered its mind.
Since it was already dead,
since