ore him like a raging storm.His arms swung with powerful force, the entire anvil trembling and groaning beneath his hammer blows. Yet he himself stood firm as a mountain, particularly his eyes, which...ion wasn't his forte. 。 Although it struggled, the one-horned dragon's true nature ultimately prevailed. After a brief hesitation, it let out a ferocious roar and charged toward Tang Wulin. 。It had...
Chapter 1832: Dance of the Dragon and the Rabbit