Chapitre 947: A Dream

The Purple and Black Dao-Devouring Dragon was an ancient beast. Even back when Wisdom was whole, only that one beast was born. It lived through the ages, undying and immortal. Even facing the destruction of worlds, it was still there, even after its owner succumbed to death.

Its power might not be equal to Madman Chu or the Unrivaled, but it was still absolutely at the top ten back then. It was an incredible supreme being.

No one expected Madman's Chu's mount to outlive him, or even for the mount to be guarding the Volcanoes of Disaster. What secrets did it hide? 

"Xiao Chengfeng, what do we do?"

Yang Jiang could not help but ask. He stared at the battle within the volcano, using his third eye to its fullest. His third eye was so wide that blood threatened to flow out, but it was still hard to look at a battle between three supreme beings. Not only that, the terrifying spells and auras threatened to make his third eye useless.