Mirror world.
A slender and winding black giant dragon perched atop towering mountains, resting its dragon claws on the hillside, revealing a touch of disdain in its ferocious head with purple vertical pupils, even speaking in a human tongue:
"A mere human in the Golden Core Realm, fit for discussing terms with me?"
The deep voice reverberates throughout the mirror world.
This black dragon obviously looks down on Zhao Huai and is not interested in the trade he mentioned, completely dismissing him.
Zhao Huai wasn't annoyed, his expression calm, nonchalant, "Though I may not be as tall as you, I can still trap you here for thousands, tens of thousands of years, from which you can never escape, forever and ever."
"Hahaha!!"
The dragon's roar bubbles, a deafening sound, as if it had heard something hilarious.
"What makes you think you can trap me for so long? As long as you die, this broken mirror will lose its power. So, do you think your life will be longer than mine?"
