Endless stars stretched across the sky.
An enormous azure flood dragon, a hundred zhang long, breathed in starlight as he traveled through the void, frequently shifting through space.
The eyes of Flood Dragon Sage Ao Zhou were clear, without the slightest trace of bloodshot red. They looked nothing like the eyes of a demonic beast, but rather those of an elderly human, with a glimmer of wisdom shining through the weariness of years.
Fang Yun, oh, Fang Yun. I truly must thank you now. Had you not damaged my sacred way foundation, I would never have reexamined my life and finally discovered my flaws, giving me hope of a breakthrough. I no longer hate you, but unless I kill you, the knot in my heart will remain, and I will have no hope of becoming a Great Sage. Before long, once I restore my saint body, I will lay careful plans, joining forces with the Demon Realm, the Western Sea Dragon Sage, numerous Barbarian Sages, and even Human Race Half-Sages to weave a seamless trap that guarantees your death!
As Ao Zhou pondered this, he suddenly focused his gaze into the distance. Starlight wreathed his body, and he swiftly crossed tens of thousands of li before stopping.
A dull gray drop of blood was flying through space. He held it still with his divine sense.
"This is..."
Ao Zhou hesitated for a moment, then released his divine sense. Strands of transparent azure silk flew out and wrapped around the drop of blood.
An instant later, shock appeared on Ao Zhou's face.
*So this is blood left behind by the Rat Sage. I never imagined the Bloodmang Realm was guarded by the Devouring Dragon Vine. From now on, I will never go there to court death. The Rat Sage said they