Although the Divine Dragon was once again shrouded in mist, Ruan Lan had caught a glimpse of it. She stood there agape.
"Brother-in-law, it's a dragon!"
She rubbed her eyes vigorously, trying to see through the layers of fog.
To the people of Hua Country, dragons held a very special significance. The Dragon Vein of Mount Fu was the fourth to have newly emerged. However, the Dragon Spirit it had transformed into was now teetering on the brink of life and death. Upon receiving the news, the powerful figures of the Martial Dao World were sent into a frenzy, like ants on a hot pan.
Therefore, they immediately sealed the mountain paths.
Tao Rong and the other Martial Artists blocking the road clenched their fists, their faces filled with worry.
"Don't worry, Taoist Tang is the number one Feng Shui Taoist in Hua Country. Although he isn't quite at the level of the deceased Mr. Li Sanbai, he's not far behind!"
