On the other side of the valley, a roar rang out, deafening. Although the Bright Saint Dragon had lost its divine powers, it was still a formidable beast on this primitive island. If it were to go wild and sweep across the forest, tearing apart valleys, it would surely succeed. It was hard to imagine its current predicament.
A gleaming silver ray shot into the sky, and the Bright Saint Dragon flew out of the valley. Hovering above the forest, it roared in anger. It seemed to be searching for something. It dove repeatedly, casting a huge shadow, using its gigantic dragon wings, sharp as a Heavenly Saber, to sweep the forest. Trees were shattered on a large scale, causing the beasts to flee in terror, screaming in chaos.
