The two Celestial Pride of True Dragons looked at each other.
An oppressive atmosphere engulfed the entire Thunder Cliff.
At this moment, it seemed as if the endless thunders within the lightning clouds had become incredibly heavy.
"Ao Sifang, what exactly are you up to?"
Ao Wui's face was frosty.
Although she was not as talented as Ao Sifang,
both were among the few Celestial Pride likely to become Great Saints.
She was certainly not to be underestimated.
The matter with Ao Xue was caused by her, Ao Wui would not ignore it.
"Ao Wui, you finally came out."
"Hahaha."
"What am I up to?"
"I'm not up to anything, I just want to uphold the Dragon Race's dignity."
The presence of the two True Dragons collided.
A hint of murderous intent dispersed within.
"Boom—"
A red light shot out.
The red light was like a sharp arrow.
It nearly pierced through Ao Wui's head.
Ao Wui tilted her head, leaving a bloodstain on her face.
"You!"
