"World-Devouring Roaming Dragon!"
Suddenly, a cold shout rang out.
Within the golden light, a yellow-brown shadow surged upward, continuously coiling and expanding.
In an instant, the golden light dimmed, then vanished completely, swallowed by the shadow within.
Ning Qi and the two others stared in shock.
The Dragon-faced Cultivator's figure reappeared; he stood there, clean and unmarred, as a shadow of a yellow-brown roaming dragon emerged around him.
The dragon shadow grew larger, spiraling upward, shielding the Dragon-faced Cultivator within.
"Roar!"
A deafening dragon roar echoed, spreading throughout the entire space.
If there were any other cultivators present, the roar alone would have knocked them unconscious.
Ning Qi and the others watched the dragon shadow and the cultivator within, their expressions changing slightly.
For those golden hands imbued with Immortal Dao Aura of the Saint Ancestor's clone were all devoured by the dragon shadow.
