Han Chenyan observed this and spoke in a deep voice.
He was no longer the Han Surrendered Soldier of before but had become a trusted aide with five hundred men under Zhao Feng.
Moreover, he was an Innate Realm Martial Artist possessing True Qi.
"Understood."
The trusted aides responded respectfully, quickly dispersing to protect Zhao Feng in the grand hall.
Time gradually passed.
It reached midnight.
After Zhao Feng had invested nearly two thousand Spirit Stones.
Finally.
The Fierce Beast Egg developed cracks.
A black Evil Qi was unleashed from the egg, immediately following it.
"Roar."
A fierce dragon's roar echoed throughout the grand hall.
The sound spread across the entire mansion.
Seemingly stirring the void.
But fortunately, the sound wasn't loud and didn't transmit outside the mansion.
"A dragon?"
Zhao Feng peered at the shattered eggshell with some anticipation.
Inside, a one-meter-long, pure black Black Dragon was revealed.
Though it had just been born.
