"Do you really have a master?" the Black Dragon asked.
Jiang Hao shook his head. "I don't know for sure either. If you look at it one way, I don't. But I don't have freedom either."
"No freedom? Really?!" The Black Dragon was in disbelief. "A person like you doesn't have freedom?"
"Someone like me? I'm just an ordinary person rejected by heaven and earth whose immortal path got cut off," said Jiang Hao with a smile. "How can a person like me do whatever I want?"
The Black Dragon was silent for a long time. "I can't accept you calling me senior. I always thought that the human race was still weak and useless. But I realized that I was wrong."
When Jiang Hao became an immortal, he saw others who also became immortals. The phenomenon and aura were something that even True Dragons did not have.
What shocked him was that they were all humans.
There were no other races.
