The Light

AYa's eyes widened. If it's true what her father told her, at that time the young dragon ErWang was in its weakest state. If she could kill it she could become very strong and even immortal. But, AYa doubted, she was more worried about BaiYing who was falling into the water.

"Ying'er"

While the girl was still stuttering in her place, from the top of the cliff several people standing looking at the dragon ErWang which was still in a coiled position.

"Quick, kill it!" cried the fat man standing on the edge of the cliff. Several of his men dressed in black tied ropes to a tree and slid down toward the dragon that was still transforming, preparing to strike with their swords.

Old man YueWang comes from behind eunuch Sheng, the man smiles broadly with a sly face.

"Hahahaha young dragon, you are in my hands now"