Roar—
The deafening dragon roar reverberated throughout not only the entire Fallen Dragon Forest but also the divine city. Immediately, all the citizens fell into a panic. Even the Monarchs were no exception. Their strengths had reached an unprecedented high and stood on the top of the world, yet they could feel their souls shaken by the roar.
On the mountain, the old man, who was leisurely fishing, opened his muddy eyes to look in the Fallen Dragon Forest's direction as he muttered. "It's time, huh?"
Swoosh!
"Principal, I'm afraid there would be a riot soon. Please give me instruction." Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared behind the old man with a trace of urgency in his voice. His name was Lin Taixu, another vice-principal besides Peng Haoye.
The old man, Principal Tian, unhurriedly pulled the fishing rod up and said. "Vice Principal Lin, you should go stabilize the crowd first. Leave the rest to me."
