Yang Yan was pursuing the Withered Wood Demon Monarch, rapidly approaching the Land of Mist.
Seeing the mist dispersing here, the Withered Wood Demon Monarch's face showed delight, flying towards it.
In Yang Yan's heart, the warning voice of Nascent Void echoed, stopping him abruptly, halting before the Land of Mist with a grave expression.
Meanwhile, before the Withered Wood Demon Monarch could react, a shadow covering the sky and blocking the sun appeared beneath the sea surface.
In an instant, the Withered Wood Demon Monarch had vanished without a trace.
Nascent Void said with some fright, "That's a Bone-Transforming Dragon!"
Bone-Transforming Dragon?
Yang Yan had never heard of such a creature, even after going through ancient texts, there wasn't a single mention of it.
