"Bai He!"
At last, the Red Dragon Smedley Tawa spoke that name. The strongest White Dragon in legend, a terrifying being who had once torn a Demigod apart with his bare claws. Even true Deities could not help trembling before him.
He was the king of countless White Dragons! The supreme ruler of the frozen world of the North—the terrifying Great Dragon Bai He, an extraordinary mutant White Dragon.
Even after all these years, Smedley Tawa still felt a chill when he spoke that name.
Bai He's name had once struck fear across countless Void Worlds. Though he had been born in the Mist World, he had left it before its end. Legend held that he had gone beyond the Void World.
That was why the Gray Elf Queen had not thought of him at first. Only after Locarius and Smedley Tawa reminded her did she realize Bai He might have been the one who struck.
"Could that terrifying White Dragon King still be in the Mist World?" The Gray Elf Queen looked incredulous.
The Mist World's World Crystal Wall might have been sturdy enough to stop them, but it could never have stopped Bai He.
Just now, that terrifying White Dragon King had shown he still possessed enough power to break through the World Crystal Wall.
Then he must have stayed willingly. Remaining in this barren world, so starved of Psychic Energy, was like a slow suicide. What was he doing it for?
The question troubled them all. Was there something in the Mist World worth waiting all these years for? Was there another reason? Or... had they guessed wrong, and the one who struck was not Bai He at all?
For a time, everyone fell into thought.
Green privately weighed the odds that the powerful Saint Spirit Rank