Inside the Dragon King Temple, all was dead silent, as though the air itself had solidified.
Everyone widened their eyes, staring fixedly at Flame Monarch in disbelief.
To witness the Dragon King, one must make an incense offering; the gate opens only to those destined.
It was rumored that only the exotic incense fire trusted by the Dragon King could unlock this door and reach the Dragon Palace.
But... right now... Flame Monarch...
Pushed... pushed it open?
"How... how is this possible?" A bareheaded teenager of the Nine Tripods Trade Association questioned, shakily, absolutely unwilling to believe this.
A beautiful woman pinched her ample breasts as though she was trying to wake herself from a dreamland.
Mu Jin Yi looked pale, almost dropping the "Danling Fu Shou Xiang" in his hands.
Wang Xiaoyi's eyes darted around wildly, as if he had just seen a ghost.
…
At this moment, no one wanted to believe this bizarre reality.
