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Half a month later, outside Xinglong City,
along the banks of the Hidden Dragon River that circled the city, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Yancang, Zhao Dexuan, and others stood on the shore, gazing at the river's surface in silent anticipation.
Boom!
Suddenly, the river's surface ten zhang away began to boil violently, with waves surging tumultuously.
Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the waters within a ten-zhang radius were blasted upwards, scattering like a waterfall before crashing back down onto the river.
In an instant,
a massive shadow emerged from beneath the river, followed by the gradual ascent of a crocodile's head, as large as a hall, ferocious and terrifying. Next to surface was its thirty-zhang-long body, reminiscent of a prehistoric beast, with clanging Scale Armor, claws and teeth like knives, emanating a brutal, cold-blooded aura.
