"True Dragon?!"
A series of powerful auras appeared in the Houtu Department.
Several imposing figures stood high in the air, looking solemnly at the white dragon that crawled out from the Houtu Ancestor Witch Hall.
"How dare the Dragon Race intrude upon our Houtu Department!"
The witch power of the great powers of the Witch Race boiled over, and their qi-blood shot to the sky like mercury.
The white dragon's eyes were vacant.
The dragon's head began to shake painfully.
A flash of white light, and the enormous white dragon body dissipated.
Only a blue-clad maiden was left.
The maiden's face flickered with complex markings, but these markings seemed to bring her significant pain as well.
"Ao Xue, this is my law's replica marking."
"As long as you are connected to an important causality item, you can use this witch text to find him."
"However, there are few things in this world that can bear the weight of my law."
"Perhaps only your true dragon body..."
