Unfortunately, an invisible sword aura flashed past in an instant, slicing them in half at the waist.

"Ah!" The seven members of the Qingyun Sect were wiped out by Ye Feng in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"If you want to kill me, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

A whoosh! A wave rippled across the distant lake, and a dragon burst forth.

"Master!" The dragon prostrated itself before Ye Feng, gesturing for him to approach.

"Okay! Let's go!"

"We can't stay here long; other people will probably be here soon!"

"Trouble!" Night Wind climbed onto the dragon's back.

The dragon soared into the sky, carrying his body into the void.

At this very moment, the Zhou family patriarch was leading a large group of people from afar.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar that echoed through the valley caught Zhou Qingfeng's attention from afar.

He stared intently, and his eyes widened like copper bells.

"What is that?" Zhou Qingfeng's mouth dropped open slightly.

"Ancestor!"

"dragon!"

"Holy crap! It really is a dragon!"

The Zhou family members looked as if they had seen a ghost, their expressions incredulous.

Even Qin Yuan stared wide-eyed, looking completely incredulous!

"How...how is this possible?"

"What a dragon!"

My God! Having lived for over a hundred years, Zhou Qingfeng had no idea what a dragon looked like. Today, he's truly seen something new.

"There's someone up there! There's someone up there!" Suddenly, a disciple exclaimed in surprise.

Qin Yuan and Zhou Qingfeng hurriedly rubbed their eyes and stared intently at the dragon, where they saw a human figure standing on it.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he exudes confidence and style, looking incredibly dashing!

"Quick! Go after them and see!"

"Which deity is riding a real dragon?!" Zhou Qingfeng exclaimed with admiration.