Tatum Howard was startled; in front of him was not a mountain, but... a dragon's head!
This Tower World actually had dragons, and they were quite powerful!
If it were during his prime, a dragon of such power could be easily defeated with just a finger, or effortlessly captured as a mount. But now, his energy was exhausted, his Primordial Spirit shattered, and he was on the verge of collapse, with his strength having plummeted tremendously.
Tatum Howard could only grit his teeth and punch once again at the dragon's head in front of him.
The Dark Ancestral Dragon was dozing when it suddenly felt a tremor, shook the ground and mountains, and as soon as it opened its eyes, it saw a man punching toward it.
That punch, seemingly simple, contained principles of the Dao, causing the scales and armor of the Dark Ancestral Dragon to instantly tighten.
