Sigil of Mountain and River

As the eighth pair of wings unfurled, the colossal form of the Nine-Winged Dragon gradually emerged from the rift in space. An overwhelming aura of terror descended, as if a primordial beast was showcasing its ferocity to everyone present.

"How could there be such a terrifying beast?"

"This Nine-Winged Dragon is only at the peak of the Imperial Realm, yet it feels even more frightening than a Divine Realm expert. Is there truly anyone here who can suppress it?"

The speaker's voice began to tremble with fear.

In the 33rd Sky of Divine Realm, the moment the Nine-Winged Dragon's aura manifested, the leader of the Divine Realm Sect immediately awakened from his meditative state.

He stepped forward, his figure departing from the God's Reign Mountain.

"Nine-Winged Dragon!"

"Damn it! Who released this beast?!"

The leader's face was ashen as he cursed and soared toward the secret realm. His speed was astonishing, leaving others in awe.

But there was someone even faster.