"Roar, roar, roar!"
The Black Dragon howled loudly, its eyes turning blood-red: "You want to make me a mount? Dream on! Though I've been part of the Demon Clan my whole life, I'm not like you. If one day, I become a mount, I'll only be his mount!"
"Him?" The demon clan seemed to know exactly whom the Black Dragon was talking about and sneered: "Are you talking about the Snake Woman's son?"
"Hahaha, stop dreaming. There's been no news for three years now; do you really think he's still alive?"
"When he entered the Chaos Sea, he was just at the Nascent Soul Peak. In a place like the seabed, a mere seventh-grade demon could have killed him. Do you truly think he's still alive?"
"The Young Master is giving you a chance by letting you be his mount; don't think he wouldn't kill you!"
"Once the Demon Saint emerges, who in the world will be able to oppose us?"
"The Demon Clan will rule the world; all those who have wronged us will be slain! Haha, haha!"
