Zhu Minglang's heart was filled with lingering fear.
In fact, all of this happened in just a few seconds, and Zhu Minglang, a Monarch Level Dragon Shepherd, never would have thought that he himself could have nearly fallen victim to a trap set by a few Mourning Dragons!
Indeed, in nature, no matter the level of the creatures, everyone should maintain a sense of awe; they are weak yet proliferate, they are strong for a reason, and they cause all the demons and spirits around to dare not show themselves, and there's a reason for that!
The towering wooden gates slowly reopened a crack, and Zhu Minglang walked gently inside.
He was still immersed in the terror of the three Mourning Dragons, while the Pear Blossom Gully Guards who were near the wooden fort's gates were all looking at Zhu Minglang as if they were looking at a monster!
