Before their eyes, the fist thrown by the young man in white transformed into a dazzling, diamond-like light that sprayed forth in an erratic display, eventually shaping into a silver-gleaming white dragon in the blink of an eye.
"Roar!"
The white dragon ascended to the heavens, its dragon chant shaking the sky!
The Rising Dragon Fist shot straight towards Fang Zhixing, its immense fist power seemingly carrying the force to destroy heaven and earth.
"White Dragon! You are of the Imperial Family!"
Fang Zhixing's gaze flashed, instantly discerning the young man's background, realizing he indeed had the Imperial Bloodline.
Moreover, the young man's every move was ferociously fierce, surpassing even Prince Chi'an in strength without falling short anywhere.
Take the "Rising Dragon Fist" for example, the fist skill's finesse and its terrifying power made the Python Emperor Fist unworthy even to carry its shoes.
"This person must be a direct descendant of the Imperial Family!"
