The surface of Black Water Lake grew even more turbulent, its waves surging as though the Sea God had flown into a rage.
The situation on the water became increasingly perilous.
Another wave immediately came crashing toward Xu Zimo.
With a boom, the wave shattered the void. As the torrent shot skyward, Xu Zimo struck down with his palm.
He obliterated wave after wave within his palm.
A dragon's roar rang out, profoundly soul-stirring, long and weighty.
That colossal creature leaped from the water once more, and only then did Xu Zimo clearly see its appearance.
It was an enormous Ancient Bone Dragon with two dragon horns.
A bone dragon was, after all, somewhat inferior to a true divine dragon.
For they were born when the skeletal remains of dead divine dragons condensed ghostly energy.
In a sense, they were what people often called the living dead—or perhaps living dead dragons would be more accurate.
The Ancient Bone Dragon's body was massive.
It practically occupied half of Black Water Lake. It was tens of thousands of meters long; one could imagine how powerful it must have been in life.
As those fangs swallowed toward him, Xu Zimo forcefully brought down Overlord Shadow in his hand.
A fierce wind rose beneath his feet, followed by a rumbling boom.
An explosion rang out in the void.
Under that powerful impact, the Ancient Bone Dragon was blasted back into Black Water Lake.
Xu Zimo, meanwhile, flew higher into the void.
The Ancient Bone Dragon roared and spoke in human words. "Human, you should not have disturbed Myriad Flower Empress's peace."
"The Dragon Race works as dogs for others too?" Xu Zimo laughed.
"You're already half-dead. Aren't you afraid of angering those Progenitor Ancestors to death?"
On the Yuanyang Continent, the Dragon Race