Even the typically aloof queen stood up abruptly when Ye Xuan released Zhuoma's soul. Her normally ethereal and detached face no longer held its usual coolness but showed a faint shade of blue as she stared intently at the man on the screen!
Zhuoma, the mother of the ancient dragon race!
How could she not recognize this frost giant dragon!
That sense of time-worn age could not be faked.
This guy.
How could he possess such a terrifying thing!
Who is he?
Besides...
Others might not see it, but she observed carefully—Zhuoma's soul seemed to faintly possess intelligence!
This meant that Zhuoma had gained a sliver of independent will!
Even during the battle, he had a brief exchange with the opponent.
Thinking of this.
Xia Qingcheng's heart was filled with doubts.
Although he had rushed over from the front lines to help his student, Ye Xuan was just too abnormal!
Even with her strength, she had to accept that the youth before her would definitely surpass her one day!
