Two Great Ancestor Dragons, one black and one white, the dark Mingjiang Ancestor Dragon soared on the wind again, traversing to Mu Hua's feet, while the snow-colored East Market Dragon God, clutching the divine thunder, spiraled around Zhou Xuan.
The dual dragons gained color, and thus arose the true Dragon Force,
Zhou Xuan pointed at Zhao Qingxiao: "Daoist Zhao, I observed on the chessboard, you claim your Dragon Prison Well can lock down an Ancestor Dragon, I don't believe it and wish to witness the Daoist's prowess firsthand."
"Dragon God, you and the Ancestor Dragon roam the river together, now with a Jade Dragon Body, your Dao is restored, and you can spar a few moves with the Daoist."
With Zhou Xuan's decree, the Mingjiang Ancestor Dragon and the East Market Dragon God, agitated, twisted and twirled their seemingly endless dragon bodies, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, pressed towards Zhao Qingxiao.
