"Roar!"
Facing the young man, it opened its mouth wide, issuing a challenge.
Li Zhiyuan took a step forward, confronting the Black Jiao remnant spirit once more.
The Black Jiao remnant spirit lunged forward.
With a "boom," it failed to touch the young man, instead being blocked by an invisible barrier in front of him.
A shadow of an ancestral altar appeared behind Li Zhiyuan, with all the plaques on the altar cracked, revealing a sense of ruin.
Yet even so, it continued to allow the young man to firmly withstand this round of onslaught from the Black Jiao remnant spirit.
On both sides of the altar, green gilded banners embroidered with golden dragons hung, lifelike in appearance.
Even though the spirits of the Liu family's Dragon Kings are gone, the Dragon King's Court remains the Dragon King's Court.
The elder, witnessing this scene, bowed his head and knelt down again.
The rows of plaques made his heart uneasy.
