"Master... just now... was that the legendary divine dragon?" Hua Ming felt his mouth dry up, his mind momentarily short-circuited.
Hua Ming had spent his entire life wandering within Oriole Valley, never having witnessed such grand spectacles.
At this moment, his eyes were wide open, completely overwhelmed by disbelief.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly, "Yes."
Hua Ming's eyes grew even wider, his face filled with shock. He swallowed hard. "Then... isn't the divine dragon a legendary mythical creature? Could it become one of the gods of legend?"
"It could," Jiang Chen did not deny it.
Hua Ming was utterly stunned. He now vaguely understood why his master had said the Ten Great Divine Nations hardly fazed him.
If even a divine dragon would willingly assist his master, just how terrifying could his master's origins be?
Was it possible there existed beings stronger than the Ten Great Divine Nations in this world? Hua Ming felt his small brain could no longer comprehend such matters.
