Capítulo 501: The Son of the White Emperor

It was a phoenix that was as black as ink. If Shen Lian saw it, he would think that it looked similar to the serene bird, Qianmo. Not only from its appearance but more importantly, the pair of eyes was exactly the same.

Yinglong let out a deep roar, and the storm went towards the black phoenix. The dragon breath within the storm could destroy gold and even break the jade.

The black phoenix flapped its wings, and the storm was dispersed. Its powerful claws grabbed hold of the black steel pillars. The fire of the Netherworld flowed towards it. It let out a burp, and its sharp eyes were cold as it faced Yinglong up front.

Yinglong belonged to a noble dragon clan, and it was very likely that it had cultivated for more than ten thousand years. Normal living things could only bow down to it as they shook.

The black phoenix was not afraid of Yinglong's authority. After roaring for a while, Yinglong lost interest and began to stay in its Dragon Pond.