Murong Tian could sense an overwhelming force coming from the massive black claw in front of him, before his body was sent flying backwards like a meteor, crashing on the wooden wall behind him.
Even though the walls of the private room were enhanced by a peak 1-star formation master and could even take on the attack of a middle-stage Dao Emperor without much trouble, Little Black's all-out attack was an entirely different matter.
Murong Tian ignored the pain he was feeling in his right arm, as he stared at the creature that had appeared in front of him and had easily blocked his attack with a look of utter disbelief on his face.
''A... dragon?''
Although he had never seen a living dragon before, Murong Tian had naturally heard of this legendary-rank magic beast and could clearly recognize it with just a glance.