Chapter 1118: Discerning Intentions

"Aooo!!!!!!!!" the Dark Harp Dragon elder opened its maw, lunging to bite Sikong Yuantu directly.

At the instant its crimson fangs were bared, the surrounding space turned a bizarre red, as if blood-red ink instantaneously dyed a pool of water. In this blood-red space, Sikong Yuantu, about to draw his sword in resistance, found his movements strangely slow. He was almost enveloped by the fangs, as if immersed in red sludge, his movements lethargic, dull—even the expression of utter terror on his face seemed to slow by countless magnitudes!

Wei Huan almost sprang into action at this scene, but Shen Sang by her side held her tightly and pointed at something behind Wei Huan.

When Wei Huan turned around, she abruptly spotted an even larger Ancient Dragon standing amidst the dark banyan forest. It was as silent as a mountain of black, but its terrifying aura clung to Wei Huan's heart with the force of a powerful claw, causing her heart to pound violently...