"Large enough to stir clouds and create mist, small enough to hide and conceal its form. My young friend is a Taoist too, aren't you aware?"
"I'm aware, but I didn't expect this." Reflecting on the True Dragon coiled within the Heart Lake World, Chen Yi remarked, "The dragon is indeed a symbol of emperors."
The True Dragon, covered in scars, found a water vein within the world and submerged there to coil and rest. After its fierce battle just now, it was gravely injured, and at Chen Yi's remark, it merely nodded slightly.
At the moment, its form was as slender as a watersnake, disappearing instantly as it submerged into the stream. Chen Yi could only hear its voice and couldn't see its form.
