The massive dragon tail thundered across the sky like a bolt of lightning, roaring endlessly, yet struck nothing but the empty air, crashing onto the surface of the Mysterious Sea and raising towering waves.
The old flood dragon's body, black with specks of golden glow, emerged from the ocean's embrace. Above its majestic dragon head hung a cerulean Treasure Bead, its golden pupils gazing at Chen Mobai, who had somehow moved onto Yi Yuan Avatar's shoulder.
"Where are the other juniors? Come out together, it's just as well that I'll finish you all today."
To the old flood dragon, it was absolutely impossible for Chen Mobai alone to be its match, so it assumed that the Righteous Deity Transformation cultivators from the Eastern Continent had teamed up, possibly even five of them arriving together.
"To deal with you, I'm enough alone."
