The entire dragon was snowy white, its scales and claws distinct and lifelike, as though it had been painstakingly molded from white clouds.
Even the contours of its face bore some resemblance to Jade-Illuminated Cold.
After all, Jade-Illuminated Cold had been chosen as the main component of both its dragon body and dragon soul, so a certain resemblance was only natural.
Fortunately, although the dragon's body had taken solid form, its enormous eyes still held no spark of awareness. They remained hollow, without a trace of life.
Bai Susu had already escaped the formation's restraints and was no longer supplying her crucial share of divine soul power.
As a result, the false dragon in the sky possessed only a form, but no soul.
Completely destroying it would probably still take some effort, but it would be far easier than dealing with a complete false dragon possessing both form and spirit.
Somewhat reassured, Cui Jiuyang walked toward the giant cypress in the center of the Clifftop Stone Terrace, intending to rescue Xu Xian, who remained trapped unconscious among its branches.
That would also sever the final connection between him, the main component of the dragon body, and the core of the grand formation.
As he walked, he introduced the man to Master Tiger beside him. "Master Tiger, do you know who that fellow lying on the branch is?"
Seeing Master Tiger's puzzled look, he chuckled and deliberately kept him in suspense before revealing the answer. "You might not believe this! That is the famous Xu Xian! You've heard the story of The Legend of the White Snake, haven't you? He's the leading man in that story!"
The puzzlement on Master Tiger's face instantly turned to shock. Eyes wide, he carefully examined Xu Xian from head to toe as he lay on