It howled, descending into a frenzy, turning utterly deranged, forsaking defense to engage in a bloody massacre with the formation.
Watching martial artists being either swallowed by the Flood Dragon or smashed into the air by its tail, Zhong Nanzhu was enraged.
These were the important trump cards prepared by the forces behind him, the support on which he relied to dominate the Ancient Road in the future, yet at this moment, they were being hunted by this Flood Dragon!
They hadn't yet completed their transformations; given a bit more time, all of them would have transformed into Divine Travelers, and some could even take a step further. Even if this Mythical Creature was a Heart Image that had fallen, it would easily be surrounded and killed by them!
But Zhong Nanzhu didn't rush forward. Anger surged on his face, yet he remained calm at heart, searching for a flaw.
