"The Returning Dragon?" The middle-aged man murmured to himself. The attack just now had exuded an aura so powerful he had never felt anything like it before.
But...
Why would such a powerful technique be named The Returning Dragon?
Returning?
Is it because it couldn't bear to leave? Or because it had unfinished business?
The middle-aged man could not understand it, but he did not think much about it.
Wu Ji, who was standing next to the middle-aged man, also could not understand it. Even the other candidates, the dozens of demon elites, the Dragon Protection Squad, and...
Virtually no one there knew why this technique was known as The Returning Dragon.
However, they did not spend too much time thinking about it. Their attention was drawn to a deep crack in the ground.
This crevice was beneath the feet of the middle-aged man.