Thanks to the Black Dragon's incredible speed, Yi Tianyun reached the outskirts of Yunluo Village in the blink of an eye. He landed and promptly recalled the dragon. 'I absolutely can't let anyone else see this Black Dragon. It would be a huge problem. Scaring them is a small matter, but if word gets out, I'll be in serious trouble.'
A Black Dragon from the Dragon Race was a treasure from head to tail. Third-grade factions would immediately come coveting it. It wasn't out of the question that they would try to seize it by force, so it was best for him to be cautious. Besides, keeping it hidden, just like the Snow Wolf, meant he had a trump card. Summoning it for a surprise attack would be a devastating finishing move!
After composing himself, Yi Tianyun walked into Yunluo Village. The village was now in a state of jubilation. But where there was joy, there was also sorrow. Some of those who had been taken away never returned; they were undoubtedly dead.
