Hearing Ye Wudao's words, the horned man's pupils constricted, and he couldn't help but say, "You're very clever!"
"Tell me, who exactly are you?" Ye Wudao asked coldly.
"I am the noblest dragon in the world, as the legends say!" the horned man declared arrogantly.
Hiss!
Dragon!
Hearing these two words, Ye Wudao's body shuddered, and he involuntarily drew in a breath of cold air!
In this world, flood dragons were rare, let alone the legendary dragon!
That was an existence that towered above all mythical beasts!
Turning his hand into clouds and covering his hand with rain!
The tiger is the king of all beasts!
The flood dragon is the king of all worms!
The dragon is the king of all creatures!
"Now that you know my identity, won't you respectfully release me and then obediently lie on the ground, slashing your neck, waiting to die?" sneered the horned man, full of arrogance!
"Dream on!" Ye Wudao refused mercilessly.
