Chapter 907: The Tribe Prepares for War, Subduing the Mist Spirit!

[Chieftain calls for votes; the recommended tickets today are a bit dismal!]

Hum!

A bright azure orb floated in the Void, surrounded by faint ripples of water that carried the echoing sound of tidal waves, and within, intermittent tender roars of dragon whelps could be heard.

A small dragon, about seven feet long, roamed ceaselessly within the orb, roaring vigorously, with dragon might surging all around. Xiao Chen's body shone with golden light, and beside him was Mu Qing, who similarly emanated a clear radiance, a sign that her King's blood vessel was evolving.

As for Nianhua, she was absent, unable to withstand the rippling dragon might, while Xiao Chen and Mu Qing could only resist such pressure with their own cultivation and fate.

It was hard to imagine that this dragon blood, once lost for countless ages, had nurtured all its essence into the dragon within the orb and still possessed such oppressiveness.