The small golden dragon constricted Yang Ye’s waist without easing up at all, and the enormous strength it possessed caused his clothes to instantly split into pieces. A wisp of a ruthless expression flashed through Yang Ye’s eyes, and he directly grabbed the dragon’s neck with his right hand before pulling forcefully. He pulled the dragon off him before he clenched his fingers down slightly, causing the small golden dragon to instantly start howling with pain!

Shock had appeared in his eyes as he gazed at the small golden dragon that was ceaselessly howling with pain in his hand. Because the small golden dragon wasn’t an immaterial object, and it was a real dragon… a real little dragon!

“That’s a Divine Spirit Dragon.” At this moment, the Sword Spirit said, “Don’t harm it. It’s an embodiment of goodness in the world, and it likes to get close to good people and hates the bad. One that obtains its acknowledgment is the Mortal Emperor, and that person will be able to obtain Divine Spirit Aura. It’s capable...