บท 1165: Returning to the Altar

Great Emperor Bloodmalva wasn't afraid of anything in the world and had always looked down on human cultivators. But at this moment, a faint trace of fear arose in his heart.

It was because of Long Xiaoxuan by Jiang Chen's side.

"Just who is this human cultivator? How can he make a true dragon his contracted battle beast? How proud are the true dragons? Why would they be vassals of humans?" Great Emperor Bloodmalva was also at a loss. However, he knew very well that he had no chance to understand all of this now. It wasn't the time to dwell on this.

The most important thing now was to shake off the other party's pursuit.

A dignified Great Emperor of the demon race was being hunted down by a brat who was still wet behind the ears. He was as panicked as a stray dog. When Great Emperor Bloodmalva thought of this, he had the urge to vomit blood.