Crack-crack-crack—!
The heavy leaden clouds piled up, rolling thickly, spring thunder exploding behind them, as if the heavenly gods were unleashing a deafening roar, captivating and overwhelming the heart.
The earth and sky quivered, shattered by the wind and rain.
Zhang Yunlong stood atop the Water Dragon, as if riding atop a True Dragon, his figure soaring in the sky like an immortal. His green Daoist robe clung tightly to his body.
It outlined his slender figure.
Yet at this moment, Zhang Yunlong felt a deep, unsettling unease from the core of his being.
Hiss-hiss-hiss—
Rolling waves of heat surged forth, steaming away the vast cloud streams, countless white waves rising up and being torn apart.
Then, in Zhang Yunlong's eyes, a magnificent Vast Sun ascended!
The hairpin atop Zhang Yunlong's head shattered, his locks danced wildly, and his eyelids twitched incessantly.
What is...
This!
