"Roar!"
The Demon Dragon's roar was earth-shattering, and even the clouds underwent subtle changes. Its eyes were bloodthirsty and cruel, cold as if they came from hell itself.
You Lan's face suddenly turned pale with shock, feeling an astounding force bearing down on her, instantly preventing her from standing straight as if a massive mountain weighed upon her.
The pressure that could crush a person into a patty filled her heart with horror.
"What a powerful Demon Dragon!"
"Of course it's powerful, didn't you see whose mount it is?"
"My God, with that said, doesn't it mean the Demon God is even more powerful?"
In an instant, towering waves of shock surged in everyone's hearts.
What kind of person was the Demon God? Perhaps others in the Central Province had no impression of the man who once stood at the pinnacle of the continent.
