At the peak of Dragon Realm Mountain, the arrival of an elderly man in a blue robe with white whiskers brought the atmosphere to a freezing point.

This old man in the blue robe had reached the late Feather Transformation Realm in his cultivation, and the dragon aura flowing from him made Situ Haokong feel uneasy, his muscles taut like a drawn bowstring.

The dragon aura emanating from the old man was too pure, like an icy blade scraping through his meridians.

He was well aware that the other party was a dragon! And a powerful, pure-blooded dragon at that!