In the sky shrouded by dense dark clouds, several flashes of lightning streaked across the Black Dragon's body.
That figure, large enough to blot out the sun and the sky—though recorded in Reincarnation, the Immortals still felt a chill running down their spines.
"Black Dragon."
The Immortals recognized it, but it should not have appeared.
"I heard the Black Dragon's kind was wiped out by Nuwa's father."
Someone looked at Nuwa, "How could one still remain?"
Nuwa did not answer.
Her gaze was complex as she watched the Black Dragon, and after a long time, she firmed her resolve.
"This is my Heavenly Destiny."
Nuwa said: "I am obligated to destroy it."
"It's no longer your Heavenly Destiny."
Sun Wukong took out the Jingu Bang and said: "You cannot kill it, it has come for me."
Nuwa was startled and looked up. The Black Dragon's gaze was indeed fixed straight on Sun Wukong.
"Leave this place."
