Author's point of view... The loud scream from outside didn't go unnoticed and even Chuchu and Peterson were jolted. However, Aryan stayed calm. "Did something happen?" Chuchu looked concerned about the weak woman just now. Those men were like the predators after all. Aryan slowly raised his head and looked at the door as if he didn't even care about the commotion outside. Heaving a sigh, he said in a low voice, "The game has begun..." Webber was startled and rushed over to open the door. Mary came running with her hair scattered and her dress all wet and stained. "Mary, what's going on? Where are they?" Mary's face was full of fear as she screamed and rushed towards Webber. But just as she was about to reach the wooden house, she fell to the ground with a thump. Webber didn't see his brothers. He had a bad feeling about this. He rushed forward and grabbed Mary's wrist, pulling her up from the ground. "Mary, where are my brothers?" he restlessly asked again. Ma

Author's point of view... Aryan stood in the middle and those panthers surrounded him. "So you are the human that entered the dragon land..." one of those panther sneered, he looked somewhat different from the others. Perhaps he was the herd leader of those panthers. Aryan felt it weird. Did someone sent them to attack him? It didn't look like a common attack. Aryan didn't pay any attention to the sneer but all his concentration was on the two black marks on the forehead of thier leader. It must be on the sixth level of cultivation. "Master they are really so strong... Be careful..." Alibo's heart was burning with anxiety. At this situation, running away was the best choice for them all, but his new master would never give up. Not in this life. Looking at the lurking danger, he could only stomp his foot. Even if he was injured, he would still rush forward to help his master. But just as he was about to step forward, he was stunned. A blue glow shrouded Aryan's

Author's point of view... Everything was coated in a thick layer of black ash as the smoke gradually disappeared. It required many moments to fully perceive through it. Chuchu mindlessly raced toward Aryan. Tears began to well up in her eyes as her heart ached. She cursed a hundred times to herself for not paying attention to his commands earlier. Aryan would never have ended up like this if they had just followed his orders. But they didn't. "It's all my fault..." she cried desperately on her way. When the dust settled, Chuchu found Aryan lying on the ground without any movement. At first, she believed him to be dead, and her heart fell at the sight but upon closer inspection, she noticed that he was sniffing. She gasped, letting out the air, she had been holding in her lungs for a long time. "Aryan...!" she curled her arms across him and hugged him so tightly, "I thought I lost you forever...Aryan" she cried. "It's good that you know..." Aryan mumbled something in

Author's point of view... "Here is what you have to do..." The ultimate dragon shuffled the treasures beside it and took out a shimmering red crystal and flung it in the air towards the lava lake. "Get this before it falls into the lava..." it rumbled in a playful tone as if tossing a ball before a pet dog to fetch. Aryan's mouth twitched. What the hell did it think of him? Heaving a sigh, Aryan flicked his fingers, sending his blue flames to get the stone. Just as the blue flames touched the stone, that red crystal dissolved into it and the multicolored mark on his hand dazzled. Aryan was surprised, that the heap of treasures resting beside the dragon were not some casual diamonds or rubies but they were all beast core stones. The dragon glared at him, astonished and puzzled at the same time. Many warriors from different clans had fall for its trick and had lung towards the lava lake to try to complete the silly task given but this young human did not even shifted his b

Author's point of view... In a dark citadel, where shadows danced and darkness reigned, an ancient force awoke. The Black Dragon King, the lord of the Dark Race, opened his crimson eyes, their malevolent glow piercing the thick gloom. The power of the Dragon God's reincarnation had shattered the tranquillity of his slumber, filling him with a rage and a sense of impending confrontation. "The Dragon God has returned," the Black Dragon King hissed, his voice a low, thunderous growl. "The balance is shifting. I will not allow the light to rise again." As he flew out of the chamber, transforming into his real self after so long, his colossal form uncoiled from the shadows, black scales glistening with a sinister sheen. He stretched his wings, sending a wave of dark energy rippling through his realm. The Dark Race, feeling the awakening of their master, responded with fervent anticipation. From every corner of the dark citadel, creatures of shadow emerged, their eyes glowing