Capital city.
Late at night, the moon was hidden behind the clouds.
The black jiao dragon was lying leisurely on the Dragon Gate. It felt content and happy, being nourished by the Spirit Qi coming from the Dragon Gate under its body.
It could feel that it would transform into the real heavenly dragon descendant very soon.
It was a magical and heavenly feeling. Its strength would skyrocket as soon as it transformed into a heavenly dragon descendant, even though it was still far away from becoming a mature dragon.
Nevertheless, it was making progress, at least.
It had meat to eat and the prospect of becoming the heavenly dragon descendant.
What a wonderful life.
All of a sudden…
The dark scales on the black jiao dragon flipped upward like human hair standing on end.
It coiled itself around the Dragon Gate nervously…
As if something terrible was going to happen.
