Battling the Black Dragon (1)

If the mysterious girl's dead soul was on the level of an old woman, then the dragon lady before them who had lived a longer life would probably be on the level of an old witch. Even though their appearance was considered quite superior even by Earth's standards, one could not help but feel speechless at the thought of their age.

For some reason, Xiao Lin suddenly thought of all that before the inevitable battle. Of course, he could only chastise himself for thinking like that, as the black dragon's words suggested that she did not take either of them seriously and merely took them for a temporary plaything.

The black dragon was getting a little impatient. "How long more are you going to wait?"