Finally! The malevolent dragon that arrogantly roamed the skies made apparent its true form under the overwhelming pressure exerted by Huang Xiaolong's aura!
Whiskers, golden scales, claws, and long horns - none of this was surprising, as these were all commonplace in mythical descriptions of dragons.
What truly struck people speechless was that this dragon seemed to be extensively decayed!
Only a few sparse golden scales remained on the dragon's body. The rest was a mass of rot and decay, particularly the head, where parts had rotted away to reveal the skull.
Its massive wings riddled with holes flapped vigorously.
Within its hollow eye sockets blazed two flames of emerald green.
Its aura was brutal, its demeanor evil!
It was nothing more than a corpse dragon!
Not the soul of a malevolent dragon, but a corpse dragon!
A terrifying corpse dragon!
Down below, Monk Guan Zhen and the others were scared to the point of nearly dropping their jaws.
