Nine golden dragons hovered around the spirit boat, lingering persistently.
The shadows of these nine golden dragons appeared incredibly real, even their shimmering scales were visible on their bodies.
The spirit boat sailed through the dense mist.
The sound of dragon roars echoed all around.
Long Lincheng, standing on the deck, furrowed his brows ever more tightly.
Nine Dragons Welcoming the Master.
The appearance of such a phenomenon is tremendously strange, where would a Dragon Clan Leader come from here?
Long Lincheng's mutter was quiet, yet the others still heard it.
Zhang Yingnian and Zhang Yingshui, who knew of Ye Chenfeng's Dragon Clan Leader identity, instantly felt relieved, while Zhang Chengwen and several other young members of the Zhang family remained immersed in shock.
A white silhouette suddenly emerged within the mist.
