Gone without a trace, swift as the wind.
Fang Yang soon arrived at his destination.
At this very moment, he stood on a mountain peak, head raised as he gazed at the Dream World.
It was just as he had seen it that day in the training grounds of Han Wu, the Sub-Venerable.
This Dream World truly had the appearance of a Crimson Flood Dragon.
The Crimson Flood Dragon swayed in the void, its massive body moving slowly. With its every move, a torrent of starry embers scattered.
From a distance, it looked as if a giant, fiery cloud was holding it aloft.
'So it seems my Quasi-Mount Tai's strength is truly unfathomable… Is he invincible in this era?'
Fang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, lost in thought.
Thankfully, he had already gained the approval of Han Wu, the Sub-Venerable.
Otherwise, marrying Sen Hui would have been fraught with trouble.
Snapping back to the present, a glint appeared in his eyes.
His fifth Lifebound Divine Technique—the Martial Celestial Eye!
