'But being taken out as a witness to the murder of his brother, that's very convincing.'
'Moreover… I'm still a Void Dragon, adept in the Void Escape Technique. It's quite impressive as a mount... very useful…'
'Even in battle, if you release me, you can shout—With the Black Dragon riding on your face, how could you lose?'
Fang Xing grumbled inwardly, then pretended to be fearful and submissive: "I... am willing to submit."
"Very good!"
Song Zhong cooperated immediately, forming a hand seal and forcing out a drop of Essence Blood: "I will sign a Blood Contract with you. Open your Divine Soul, do not resist! Go!"
He pointed out with his finger, that drop of Essence Blood transformed into a rune, shooting into Fang Xing's forehead like a lightning bolt.
On the forehead scale of the Black Dragon, a blood-colored rune, like a tattoo mark, emitted a scarlet glow.