The dark silhouette stretched hundreds of yards long. His eyes were golden, as was his belly; everywhere else was black. Before he even reached the ground, the pressure he exuded made every soul beast within several miles prostrate itself.
Knowing everything about Douluo, Su Chen recognized the draconic soul beast before him as the God of Beasts spoken of by soul beasts—the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King.
The Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King!
Patriarch of the Black Dragon Tribe!
Foremost among the continent's Ten Great Ferocious Beasts!
Ruler of the Star Dou Great Forest!
The strongest terrestrial soul beast on the Douluo Continent!
The black dragon with the purest bloodline, apart from the Golden Dragon King, the Silver Dragon King, and the dragon's nine sons!
Of course, he bore many, many other titles! Beyond that, his cultivation had reached the quasi-divine level, with one foot already across the threshold of godhood. In public, the soul beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest called him the God of Beasts!
"A three-clawed black dragon!"
Su Chen's gaze settled on his claws. The Dragon Tribe also distinguished between noble and lowly bloodlines, determining status by the number of claws. Like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the Black Dragon King had three claws.
Black light flared, and the enormous figure rapidly shrank. At last, he took human form.
He wore black robes and appeared to be in his forties. His features were handsome and resolute, black mist curled around him, and a lock of golden hair fell from his forehead along one side of his face.
"Aunt Bi Ji," Xiao Wu murmured.
Behind the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, an Emerald Swan shone with light and transformed into a woman wearing an emerald-green dress.
The Emerald Swan!
With five hundred and seventy thousand years of cultivation!
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