"You little brat, why do you look familiar?"
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon stared hard at Lu Changsheng, feeling that this person seemed familiar.
Ah, yes, this little fellow, back when he was weak, had once used a magical treasure to summon its world projection.
"Hello."
Lu Changsheng pretended to remain calm, forcing a faint smile.
He hadn't expected to encounter the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon here.
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon had been exiled to the Deep Void by the Primordial Goddess, and it was certainly not friendly toward human cultivators.
Given the terrifying strength of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, if it decided to act, Lu Changsheng and his group would surely perish in the underworld.
External and internal threats.
Lu Changsheng's group was caught between the natives and the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, stuck in a dilemma without a way out.
Both sides were far beyond what Lu Changsheng's group could afford to provoke.
