With a flip of his right hand, he took out a panda, pinched it between two fingers, and a flame appeared at his fingertips, lighting the panda. He squinted his eyes, took a puff, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and his fatigue seemed to lessen a bit as the smoke entered his stomach.
Zhang Xiaohao was just about to use Space Law Silk to leave from this place when suddenly, under his gaze, countless strands of spiritual power radiance shot into the sky ahead, in various colors, like ten thousand dragons roaring, erupting from the ground, and slowly coalescing into an azure true dragon in the air.
Roar!
As the azure true dragon appeared and roared in the air, more and more spiritual power radiance lit up the sky like a rainbow bridge, rushing from all directions and forming a second true dragon, though this one was a pale yellow.
As the second true dragon appeared, the two dragons roared one after the other in the sky.
