Dragon's Might!
A faint dragon's might emanated from the fissure.
The energy originally from the Abyss surged with great tumult, like a wild wave hastily pouring out, spreading across the graveyard.
Inside, a biting chill emerged, akin to standing in heavy snowfall, instilling a deep-seated fear and thick panic.
More so... the connection with the fissure in the Abyss has transformed into a whirlpool-like dark hole... continuously radiating gray-black light, filled with an indescribable killing intent, so oppressive that it's hard even to breathe!
"Aaang..."
At that moment, a giant beast inside raised its neck and roared, the dragon's cry more piercing than thunder, echoing throughout the graveyard. Flora stood aside, her face slightly pale, breathing somewhat erratically.
A dragon?
Chen Feng actually summoned a dragon?
