The phantom slowly became clear.
The creature before their eyes had a head with twin horns, its body covered in golden scales, majestic and unbelievably beautiful.
Such an existence was like a miracle.
And Qu Xiao, in this situation, stepped onto the True Dragon Illusion, appearing in the air.
His expression was one of imperious arrogance, as if he was the Divine of this world.
"Greetings to Prince Qu Xiao, greetings to the True Dragon." From the center, everyone shouted in unison.
In the face of this miracle, the citizens also watched in awe, mesmerized.
The legend of the True Dragon had been circulating for many years in Nanxuan Country.
To them, it was a form of faith.
And now.
This faith was alive and appeared before them.
In a state of panic, the citizens on the scene quickly knelt in the direction of Qu Xiao.
Shortly after.
In the immense plaza, only Ye Wu and Xiao Heng remained standing.
Qu Xiao seemed not to see the two of them.
