The moon hung low in the sky, and the slender figure seemed to mold seamlessly into the darkness. He walked forward soundlessly, bathed in moonlight.


    The "River God", Zhask, was momentarily stunned but quickly recovered. "How dare a foolish mortal trespass on a god''s domain? Do you have no regard for your life?"


    It advanced step by step, prepared to strike mercilessly-until the figure drew nearer. Under the moonlight, a refined and noble face was revealed.


    Zhask froze in its tracks, stiffening in fear.


    Before it could speak, the ck serpent''s head shot out from a nearby cage. "How bold of you! Speaking to the lord like that it seems like you are prepared for death!"


    Zhask looked at the ck serpent before darting its gaze toward the figure again. The moonlight shone brightly, and Dalton''s visage became fully visible.


    One look was enough to send a cold shiver down its spine. It shuddered violently and immediately reverted from its human form. "M-My lord! What brings you here? Weren''t you..."


    Zhask didn''t dare speak his mind any longer, though he was sure Dalton had been sealed away by that most talented grand master! It remembered clearly Dalton had defied the heavenlyws by questioning its fairness. How had he broken free? When did this happen? Why hadn''t the old cultivator given it even a hint of this news? Zhask trembled uncontrobly. If it had known Dalton was free, it would never have dared to meddle in this vige! It couldn''t help but wonder if he knew that it had also been tampering with the weather cycles.@@novelbin@@


    It dared not to lift its head any longer, its mind racing with desperate thoughts of self-preservation.


    It would never forget the first time it encountered Dalton. Back then, it was nothing more than an ordinary snake. He had passed by, and so happened to have casually saved it. However, in a matter of days, it had managed to evolve into a dragon.


    Everyone knew it owed its existence to the heavenly luck. Even the most venerable cultivators bowed to it, all because of the faint trace of Dalton''s energy lingering on its body. That energy alone had elevated its destiny.


    Zhask knew well enough who gave it the life it had today. But now, it was terrified that Dalton hade to reim what was his.


    Dalton''s pitch-ck eyes were like ck holes with imprable depth. His entire being radiated a terrifying presence, as if he could see straight through Zhask''s thoughts.


    Step by step, he advanced toward the trembling creature, each footfall sending shockwaves through its very soul, rendering it utterly immobile.


    "I hear you''ve been living quite the luxurious life as a ''god'' here," Dalton said, his voice low but bone-chilling. Zhask shuddered violently, the gold coin it had been holding in its mouth ttering to the ground.


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