Chapter 1209: The Luck of Various Regions, Luck of Wang Jing!

Above the Sky Vault, under the expansive purple and gold ethereal mist, shimmering with golden light, a Dragon of Fate stretched one thousand two hundred feet long. Its head bore antlers, and its body was clad in purple and gold scales. It danced its claws and swayed its tail, lifelike, its vast aura akin to a true dragon like no other.

At a glance, it carried an unmatched bearing, as if it alone deserved reverence among all creatures in the world.

This was the Dragon of Fate!

A status of fate achieved only by the king-level tribes.

"Three claws and five feet, this is the true dragon's fate, the Gu Yuan Tribe actually has such profound fate!"

In a moment, as King Tian Dao and King Heavenly Cassia looked at each other, a trace of horror and envy flashed in the eyes of King Heavenly Cassia.