Hindustan Is Here

"What? The Dragon of Huaxia is in Dongying?"

"Haha! Serves them right! Those Dongyingese aren't good people either! What? They want us to go over and kill the Dragon together?"

"That's good news! Let's go! Whatever Huaxia has, Hindustan has too. Whatever Hindustan doesn't have, Huaxia can't have it either!"

"That's why we must kill the Dragon!"

When the news reached Hindustan, the remaining holy mountains were in an uproar.

"Huaxia has gone too far for destroying one of our holy mountains. We must take revenge! We'll kill the Dragon in return for the holy mountain."

"Revenge! Revenge!"

On a holy mountain, the Hindustani cultivators raised their arms high in anger.

They were all bags of skin and bones. However, their skin was dark gold and had a metallic luster.

Those people were ascetics. They practiced the mystical art of yoga, and their bodies were extremely resilient.