Dark clouds loomed over the city, and a fearsome red dragon stretched its terrifying body, slowly revealing its ferocious head from the dense thunderclouds.
A silent pressure descended suddenly, leaving people gasping for air.
In that moment, the air between heaven and earth seemed to freeze, and deep within everyone's hearts, an involuntary fear of the terrible pressure arose.
The mortals living in the city had never seen such a fearsome sight, and as they gazed at the divine dragon swirling its claws in the sky, they blindly fell to their knees, ceaselessly praying for mercy.
In their simple beliefs, surely someone had angered the divine spirits to bring forth the divine dragon into the mortal world.
Lord Chi looked down at the mortals prostrating on the ground, their ant-like figures failing to spark any interest in him. Instead, his attention was wholly on the little monk below and the Purple Gold Alms Bowl in his hands, still radiating a golden glow.
