As Jiang Chen and the others stepped out of the spacetime wormhole, it seemed to exhaust all its energy, gradually fading into the void until it vanished without a trace.
At the same time, the Three-Headed Heaven-Swallowing Flood Dragon retracted its massive body, wrapping silently around Jiang Chen's arm like three slender, silver snake patterns. Their unique scales shimmered faintly in the sunlight, so much so that without a careful look, no one would ever guess this was a Saint Realm Three-Headed Heaven-Swallowing Flood Dragon.
"Those fellows really have cat's lives, surviving even that Three-Headed Heaven-Swallowing Flood Dragon." Perched on a hilltop not far away, a lean, sharp-faced man narrowed his eyes. His gaze was as sharp as a falcon's, locked tightly onto the receding backs of Jiang Chen's group.
Chapter 113