"Come out."
Lin Bai stood by the water pond, a slight cold smile on his lips as he spoke.
As soon as Lin Bai finished speaking, the pond in front of him exploded with a roar, sending thousands of water droplets splashing into the air. Within the water droplets, a dragon puppet roughly a hundred zhang in length appeared before Lin Bai.
This dragon puppet had an angry glare, five claws, its body covered in scales, and was entirely pitch black, exuding a power fluctuation of the Great Perfection of the Yangshen Realm.
"Turns out to resemble a flood dragon." Lin Bai looked at the dragon puppet before him, with the demonic sword instantly appearing in his hand, his gaze coldly fixating on the puppet.
Roar—
The flood dragon puppet appeared in an instant, followed by a thunderous roar, as the thick spiritual power blended into the sound waves, rushing towards Lin Bai.
This roar caused the mountains and fields to tremble, and the heavens and earth to become desolate!
