The Ancestor Dragon originally exuded the demeanor of a lofty figure: refined, magnificent, with eyes calm and steady, as if he possessed the spirit that would not show the slightest change in the face of a collapsing universe.
But at this moment, he had been shocked silly by Huang Xiaolong's earth-shattering words, almost scared to the point of wetting himself...
That demeanor of a lofty figure no longer existed.
Slaughter a hundred Divine Race? Assassinate a God?
