"Bang!"
A solid blow landed on Elder Dragon Zhou Jian, who instantly couldn't even let out a cry of pain. His entire dragon form immediately appeared, lying on the ground, gasping for breath.
"Master, you hit him, so you can't hit me now, right?" Yan Xuan exclaimed in fright. Instantly, he rolled to the ground, his body shrank smaller and obediently hid in the corner, not daring to breathe heavily.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuan shook his head and laughed, "You haven't done anything wrong, so why should I hit you? Besides, hitting him is not a punishment. Everyone has their own aspirations. If he doesn't wish to fulfill the responsibilities of a Divine Beast to save the world and desires freedom, that's not wrong. But the Cyan Dragon Divine Power must be returned.
If he doesn't do it, there are other destined Demon Cultivators and Demon Beasts willing to undertake it.
