The figure stood motionless, his silver hair seeming to emit a faint glow. He first cast a glance at the Four-legged Divine Dragon, a grim, chilling sneer tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Vile beast," he remarked, "your power is quite impressive. I never expected you to deliver yourself to my doorstep; I have long wanted to tame you as my mount!"
Before the Four-legged Divine Dragon could reply, the silver-haired man shifted his gaze to Moyang. The killing intent in his eyes grew intensely sharp, and the already formidable pressure he exerted surged instantly, as if rising several levels, descending upon Moyang like an boundless weight.
"What a fine descendant of the God Race. Your physique is perfectly suited to serve as a crucible for me to break through to the Creation Realm!"
Chapter 589