Immortal Spirit Ball.
Wang Hao stood tall upon the ground.
The giant dragon had curled up in fright, feeling utterly wronged.
After waiting millions upon millions of years, it had finally been summoned, yet before it could even feel proud, it had run into a freak like Wang Hao.
Now, it could only pray that Wang Hao had a little compassion and would not bully the weak.
Little Fox stared blankly. "Am I seeing things!? Since when did Brother Wang Hao possess the Giant Spirit Saint Body!?"
Zhao Yiling shook her head. "I don't know. He's as impossible to understand as ever."
Little White continued munching on carrots without a care in the world. Clearly, it did not take this sort of thing seriously at all—or rather, it had long since grown accustomed to it and no longer found it strange.
"Whoosh..."
Just then, a sharp gust of wind tore through the air.
Zhao Yiling and Little Fox looked up to see Wang Hao's enormous palm, carrying a vast, ocean-like pressure, seize the giant dragon by the neck.
"Roar..."
The giant dragon let out a pained roar toward the heavens, struggling desperately in Wang Hao's grasp.
But it was clearly futile. It simply could not break free from Wang Hao's hand.
"I thought you were merely a mass of lightning, but upon closer inspection, I discovered that you actually possess an independent soul!" Wang Hao curiously examined the giant dragon.
The giant dragon hurriedly cried out, "Let me go! I am the Tribulation Divine Dragon of the multiverse, responsible for testing the owners of Ascension Pills to determine whether they are qualified to possess them. You have now proven with your strength that you are qualified to possess an Ascension Pill."
Wang Hao asked curiously, "There's actually a test like