"..."
"Wait, I'm not—"
The Moon Clan's Crown Princess tried to explain.
But the eleven leaders of the Holy Lands had no intention of listening, especially the hot-tempered Daoist Chi Huo, who suddenly stomped his foot.
A ten-zhang fire dragon rose from behind him!
"ROAR!"
The dragon's roar was earth-shattering.
The fire dragon seemed to have a will of its own. It opened its fiery eyes to stare at Ji Jie, and wherever its massive claws touched, the ground erupted in scorching flames.
The temperature at the foot of Mount Haitang shot up in an instant. The cool night suddenly felt as hot as a scorching summer day.
"This was originally the corpse of a young dragon, which I happened to obtain from the starry sky. It took me seventy years of refinement to create this fire dragon, which is comparable to a Golden Core expert."
