「Ten days after the battle at Yellow Dragon Temple.」
The clamorous debates raging through the Jianghu were of no consequence.
Noon.
Deep within the Tan County Branch.
In the underground training room.
OMMM—
Wu Dao's body trembled slightly as his brain, which had glowed a brilliant crimson like a miniature sun, slowly faded back to normal.
His Brain Domain disengaged from its state of extreme computation and deduction. He opened his dark eyes, revealing two new, rice-grain-sized vertical pupils of crimson gold at their center.
Or rather—
Dragon Pupils!
As the Dragon Pupils blinked,
an Ancient Barbaric Whale and an Evil Dragon seemed to dance within, their righteous fury and baleful evil merging into one.
A terrifying spiritual pressure, both fiercely masculine and tyrannically powerful, yet laced with a sinister, otherworldly evil, unconsciously emanated from him.
