One thought from 1934: Die!

“What... What is this situation?”

A low growl came from Li Qingtian’s mouth. His eyes were wide open and his entire body was entangled by thorns. He used all his strength to struggle free, but the thorns wrapped around his body did not move at all.

He widened his eyes in shock and stared at the creature in front of him that was attacking him.

It was not uncommon for a plant-type demonic beast to be this kind of creature since Earth’s spiritual energy had been restored.

However, it was the creature that did not seem to have the slightest bit of power. It released a thorn with one hand and directly trapped it, making it unable to resist at all!

“Roar!”

He let out a frantic roar as his entire body blossomed with endless divine light. Behind him, a golden throne slowly appeared!

“You think you can attack our Dragon King?”

Ao Xingmu looked at the golden throne, his eyes filled with disdain.