"Big sister!"
"Daji!"
In tandem, Xiao Hu and Zhiji Jing, sole remnants of Daji's dispatched troops, screamed their lungs out, refusing to accept that their all-resourceful sister and leader had lost so easily. They weren't the only ones. From the senior experts who watched the clash from a distance to Qiu Meng who had access to myriad futures, all marveled at the masterful control that Xinzi displayed over the mainstream elements, and the ease with which he subdued the Yellow Dragon.
However, as Qiu Meng's Spiritual Sense peered through the elemental storm that threatened to tear the Yellow Dragon to shreds, his brows furrowed, and for the imperceptible split of a second, the Celestial Grandmaster's lips curled up.
