The colossal shadow appeared before the Bronze Gate, blocking Ling Chen and Xu Ruoyan's path.
The shadow was ninety feet high, resembling a small hill. In the darkness, a pair of vast, ghostly blue eyes first came into view, followed by dragon whiskers and dragon horns. Finally, Ling Chen could see it clearly.
It was a flood dragon.
Ling Chen drew in a sharp breath of cold air, standing frozen to the spot, not daring to move.
The scales of this flood dragon were predominantly purple. It was likely a variety of flood dragon, the Purple Light Flood Dragon.
Furthermore, the flood dragon was a member of the Dragon Clan.
Unlike the Yin Dragon Ling Chen had previously encountered in the Yin Beast Valley, this flood dragon was a bona fide member of the Dragon Clan. Its power was incomparable to that of the Yin Dragon.
Ling Chen dared not even breathe, not because he didn't want to move, but because he was rendered immobile by the overwhelming Dragon's Majesty.
