That figure still stood in the same spot, his silver hair seeming to glow. His gaze first swept over the Four-Legged Divine Dragon, a grim and chilling sneer curling his lips. "Beast, your power is quite impressive," he said. "I never expected you to deliver yourself right to my doorstep. I've long wanted to tame you as my mount!"
Before the Four-Legged Divine Dragon could speak, the silver-haired man's gaze shifted to Mo Yang, the murderous intent in his eyes growing intense. The already formidable pressure seemed to instantly surge by several levels, transforming into a boundless force that closed in on Mo Yang.
"What a fine descendant of the Ancient God Race! Your physical body is utterly suited to be the crucible for me to break through into the Creation Realm!"
Chapter 589