Whoosh——
The sound of dragon's breath filled the air.
The Red-eyed Giant Ape gulped, barely believing the scene before its eyes, "How could there be a Flood Dragon!"
If someone said there was a Flood Dragon in the East Lake, it might believe it, considering how vast the lake is. Yet, it was only a belief, for there's no Flood Dragon in the East Lake. Take its Vajra Bloodline for instance, it's lower than a dragon's level but about the same as a Flood Dragon. A pure-blooded Vajra wouldn't appear in such a barbaric place like East Lake, which means a Flood Dragon wouldn't either.
They exist in a much broader world, and to them, the East Lake is merely a small pond where they might not even bother to extend their limbs.
Yet, no matter how hard it was to believe, a real Flood Dragon stood right in front of it.
At this moment, Wen Ping's voice echoed in its ears, "Die, or stay at the Immortal Sect as a gatekeeper. Choose one of these two paths."
"I, the king..."
