"Hurry, leave!"
The Old Dragon King bellowed a command, urging Ao Yi to leave as quickly as possible.
But as he spoke, Taiyi the True Immortal had already lifted his right hand. Instantly, a pale cyan small sword appeared in his hand with wisps of Qi swirling around it. With a "whoosh," it soared into the sky, slashing towards the Old Dragon King.
"I am a god who manages the clouds and the rain, anointed by the Heavenly Court. Why resort to this, Immortal?" Seeing this, the Old Dragon King quickly revealed his true form.
A giant dragon spanned the clouds, a thousand zhang in length, scales glimmering with silver light, antlers perching atop his head, a pair of dragon eyes flashing with green light, and sharp claws waving through the air, stirring gusts of strong wind.
"Father!" Ao Yi also immediately summoned his Immortal Sword, its light blinding, its Sword Qi vast, as if it enveloped all of Heaven and Earth.
