One cultivator after another stared with blazing eyes at the giant dragon in the heart of the vortex.
More and more cultivators gathered in the surroundings, completely encircling the mutant True Dragon at the center.
Yet even though the mutant True Dragon had emerged, everyone merely watched. No one chose to make a move.
After all, no one was an idiot.
No one knew the mutant True Dragon's true strength, and charging in now would be no different from clearing the path for others.
Whoever went first would naturally bear the full brunt of the mutant True Dragon's fury. Even if the mutant True Dragon was ultimately slain, the cultivator who had charged in first would likely have no strength left to contend for its corpse.
Thus, at this moment, not a single person chose to step forward first.
Everyone looked at one another in silence, saying nothing.
The mutant True Dragon was utterly baffled as well.
The moment he was born, he found himself surrounded by a huge crowd of powerful experts.
He had thought he would go through a fierce battle, but to his surprise, these people had not attacked him?
The mutant True Dragon's thoughts raced. His enormous dragon body had already begun to writhe, intending to quietly slip away through this opening.
But there were simply too many cultivators here. Just as the mutant True Dragon was about to act, the cultivators around him, who had been silently watching, noticed his movements.
Pairs of eyes immediately turned toward the mutant True Dragon.
"Everyone, this stalemate can't go on forever. And this fellow may very well slip away right under our noses."
"So I propose that we join forces to kill him first, then discuss who gets him afterward. What do you say?"
At that moment, someone