The azure winged dragon glanced in the direction Gudiao had fled but did not pursue.
She had already cast a glance over Jiang Yang and the other two. None of the three youths showed any sign of injury.
After sensing the aura Gudiao had left behind, she looked west, toward Kunlun, and thought to herself.
Gudiao, is it? I wonder which uncle up on Kunlun sowed that seed.
Though a vicious beast like this was hardly weak, it was not yet worthy of her attention.
On the primordial land at this time, only the four great Fierce Beasts that roamed the Great Wilderness—Taotie, Qiongqi, Taowu, and Chaos—could make her feel a trace of pressure.
No one knew when these four great Fierce Beasts had appeared in the Mortal Realm, but their strength increased dramatically each day, making them difficult to deal with.
For now, however, they had yet to reach the areas where human tribes were active, and the tribes of the Human Race had no need to provoke such powerful beings.
Still, I must make a trip to Kunlun before long and ask about the origins of these four mighty Fierce Beasts, lest they truly bring calamity upon the Mortal Realm in the future.
At this thought, she put an end to her musings.
Then she shook her dragon head, and with a flash of azure light, she transformed into a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure, clad in azure scale armor, her black hair cascading like a waterfall.
She walked down from midair and came to Jiang Yang and the other two.
Her gaze, however, rested not on Jiang Yang or Limu, but on Xuanyuan.
To her, only descendants of the Youxiong Clan's chiefly line were worthy of her attention.
The Youxiong Clan chief who had taken her