Zhao Feng asked with a smile,
"Dragon?"
Ying Zheng turned his head in surprise, looking at Zhao Feng: "Is there really a dragon?"
Since ancient times,
The dragon has been a symbol of royalty, respected as the emperor.
It is evident the dragon holds a significant place among the Huaxia Ethnic Group.
Even though the Qin totem is the Mystic Bird, the dragon remains a symbol of royalty.
"If I say there is, then there is indeed."
Zhao Feng smiled.
With a thought,
Suddenly,
A light flashed.
A massive Black Dragon, reaching over a hundred feet, appeared atop the clouds.
"This..."
Looking at the massive, airborne Black Dragon before him,
Which looked exactly like the legendary Divine Dragon, exuding almost unimaginable might.
Incredibly majestic.
"Father."
"Today as your son, I present you this grand gift, to show you the vast land of Qin."
Zhao Feng laughed, moved through the air, using True Yuan to carry Ying Zheng onto the Dragon Head.
"Good."
