Gold Medal

"This human prodigy is probably here to train. There must be a path protector in the dark! Who can protect such a young dragon?" Boraka Kadeye asked lightly.

The entire place fell into a dead silence! 

Caimile Bengrina's face turned ugly. 

"If someone in our race can inherit the Ten Thousand Transformations Monarch Art or the funeral song, that is a forbidden technique that even peak experts are jealous of. We will definitely take them in as our disciples and send servants who are second only to peak experts to protect them secretly!"

"It's good that all of you know this. He's an existence second only to the peak experts. He can sweep across this battlefield and destroy eight middle-level demon camps with a single thought. We're already blessed that he's not after us. If we provoke him, we won't be far from death!"

Boraka's tone was calm. 

He didn't lose his mind because of the Ten Thousand Transformations Monarch Art and funeral song.