Revered as an "immature dragon," not yet materialized, but already exuding a nascent dragon's majesty.
A thousand years to transform into a Jiao, ten thousand years to become a dragon.
Is Fang Jianxing nurturing this thing with his soul in that peculiar banner?
If that's indeed the case, then this is going to be easy...
Never mind him handling the knife himself; this little thing, the Dragon Demon could easily obliterate it in one bite...
In the Dragon Demon's eyes, a Hui is like a fragrant, soft little cake.
Even though the Dragon Demon was already drooling with hunger, Meng Chuan still controlled it and refrained from acting recklessly.
He took the initiative and waited to see what the other side was up to...
Roar—!
The strange snake-like creature rushed to the Dragon Demon's side, sniffing and circling like a dog.
The Dragon Demon really wanted to swallow it, but Meng Chuan's command was greater than the heavens, so it reluctantly held itself back.
