After the Dragon Tail swept across, it left rolling stones and dust in its wake.
Chen Yi's gaze momentarily subdued, evaluating the realm and capacity of this Dragon Vein incarnation, the condensation of a nation's destiny, possessing First Grade power. However, the target of this strike seemed to be neither he nor Consort Dong.
The massive head of the True Dragon, like a mountain, did not pause for a moment. After laying half a hillside flat with a tail sweep, its dragon eyes burning with golden wrath remained fixed in another direction.
With a swift twist of its dragon neck, it swung its hundred-zhang long dragon body, turning sharply, surprisingly agile for its massive size.
"Roar!"
A more furious Dragon Roar tore through the sky, shaking the entire Zhongnan Mountain Range, the head aimed forward, where the fierce Dragon Power surged like an invisible tsunami, compressing the air along its path into rippling waves like a lake surface.
