Five claws, as if cast from gold, reached out from the clouds, severely disconcerting the True Person of Qingcheng Mountain!
Five-Clawed Golden Dragon!
That was the supreme being of the Dragon Clan!
Such a phenomenon of fate was not comparable to a Hidden Dragon rising from the abyss—it was no longer about the struggle of the Nine Dragons for supremacy but about dominating the world!
In other words, Wang Yang was destined to become a dominant Saint!
At the summit of the celestial Mountain, in the Divine Palace!
At the moment, an old man was meditating cross-legged within the palace, surrounded by celestial mist, faintly emitting the Voice of the Great Dao.
At that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. Within his age-old pupils, visions emerged, emitting two divine lights that pierced through the Void.
Then, his figure flashed and instantly disappeared within the palace, reappearing standing on the peak of the mountain!
