Hearing this, Li Yan also became alert.
Ezhou's Yangtze alligators, which he had often seen on the road, were as small as dogs, and even the big ones seemed a bit dumb and dazed.
The sound of "Tuo drum" echoed for miles.
Could it have turned into a demon?
Such unusual disturbance had awoken everyone in the temple.
Li Yan turned his head to look at Lv San, "Brother Lv, can you discern what it is calling?"
Lv San nodded, formed a hand seal, and listened intently, his expression gradually turning to shock as he muttered, "A dragon with an emperor's attire, casually roaming in grandeur, the majestic spirit descends, soaring high into the clouds…"
Beside him, Tian Wei's eyes widened, "Chu Ci's Cloud Lord?"
Today had been an eye-opener for him, rivaling tales of the bizarre.
This taciturn young man, seemingly ordinary, could actually understand the language of birds and beasts.
And the Tuo Dragon, it could recite Chu Ci too?
