Just when the eight were arrogantly laughing without restraint, suddenly, a terrifying dragon might soared into the sky, vast and boundless. The eight were shocked and turned their heads to look, only to see a ten-thousand-feet-five-clawed golden dragon that had appeared behind them without their knowledge.
"It's a god, a Divine-level, expert!" One person's tongue trembled.
Dragon Emperor Ao Taiyi's eyes, large as small lakes, coldly looked down on the eight. Suddenly, with a sweep of his dragon claw, two of them, just like Wu Yue and Zhang Quan before, didn't even have the chance to scream before they turned into human-shaped meat patties, stuck to the hall floor, the scent of blood pervading the air.
"Spare us!" Just as one of them started to cry out in terror, intending to beg for mercy, he could only get halfway through his plea before being smacked by Dragon Emperor Ao Taiyi's dragon claw, following the fate of the two before him.
