Looking at the black dragon coiled in mid-air, stretching over twenty to thirty meters long, covered entirely with thorns, the venue with more than three hundred people felt exceptionally silent.
Many trainees widened their eyes, full of incredulity, with their mouths slightly open, but unable to utter a word.
They were not intimidated by the dragon's might, just unwilling, and unable to believe the scene before them.
"Is this real?"
A trainee's face turned pale, his spirit somewhat dazed, staring blankly at the black dragon, mumbling to himself. His voice was trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with confusion.
Yun Kai becoming a king, they could still comfort themselves that it was due to Ancestral Demonization.
That is exceedingly rare, a legacy from extraordinary ancestors' bloodline, such a talent is just enviable.
There is no comparison with such chosen ones. But when Ye Qiu also became a king, those comforting reasons lost their persuasiveness.
