Inside the Holy Mountain Underground Palace, Jiao Long was lying prone on the ground, listlessly staring at its claws.
But on its claws, there were only three toes; it counted several times back and forth, unable to accurately represent the five Dragon Blood Fruits, leaving itself completely dumbfounded.
If the Divine Tiger were here, it would definitely mockingly say that not even able to count, the lack of education is truly terrifying!
Suddenly!
It seemed to sense something, and its head shot up with its eerie green and red beastly pupils staring towards the entrance of the Underground Palace as it let out a roar that could shatter the heavens.
This was a warning to keep the enemy at bay.
However, before its roar could even dissipate, five figures appeared from afar, gradually entering its beastly line of vision.
