With the appearance of the Frost Bone Dragon,
The terrified onlookers scattered and fled.
The entire street instantly descended into chaos, filled with a cacophony of screams and footsteps.
Xiao Feng, who had been about to attack Gu Yuexi, was forced to stop in his tracks.
He snapped his head up toward the sky, his expression grave and wary.
'Something's not right!'
He carefully sensed the Frost Bone Dragon's aura.
Xiao Feng frowned, quickly noticing something was amiss.
'The Frost Giant Dragon from a hundred thousand years ago was at the Celestial God Realm Peak. Its aura was far more terrifying than this.'
'But this Frost Bone Dragon... is only at the Integration Realm?!!'
He recalled some recent intel he had on the Land of Burial.
Putting that together with the Frost Bone Dragon before him, he gradually deduced the truth.
'After the Frost Giant Dragon was killed, its corpse was buried in the Land of Burial on Qiuming Mountain by that little boy in the red belly-bib.'
