What was most despairing was not that the person he had summoned could not be of much use.
The important thing was that the price of summoning him meant utter ruin! Luomon had staked everything he had, paying the price of being completely erased from this world to summon the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon. And what happened? It had not even caused the slightest ripple.
At that moment, Luomon was torn with conflict.
He struggled over whether to remind the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon that it had appeared here to stand up for him, not to come here and recognize a superior.
But the words reached his lips and still would not come out.
He could more or less guess what he would get if he spoke.
"I have nothing I need you to do. Since you understand my identity, you should know what you ought to do and what you ought not to do."
Upon hearing Little Ao Shu's words, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon felt as if it had been granted amnesty and hurriedly bowed to her.
At that moment, the Winged Dragon Soul within Little Ao Shu appeared.
As Little Ao Shu's Soul Armament, the Winged Dragon had imparted everything it possessed to her and had also used the Soul Armament to forge her bloodline.
It was no exaggeration to say that Little Ao Shu now possessed the purest and strongest Dragon Clan bloodline in all the Three Realms and Six Paths.
Its purity and strength even surpassed Luo Bingxin's.
Hearing someone evaluate his masterpiece like that, the Winged Dragon immediately became displeased.
The instant the enormous phantom of the Winged Dragon appeared behind Little Ao Shu, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
It could clearly sense that the massive phantom before it was merely something