Dugu Ruxia, a confucian expert, master of the ruling of nations, blessed with immense destiny, had been dragged into the Myriad Dragons Lair by Yang Qi.

As soon as he was out in the open, a tremor passed through him, and the golden light that had been binding him shattered. Unexpectedly, the God Legion Seal wasn't able to subjugate him. Yang Qi couldn’t help but admire the man’s noble and righteous soul.

His soul was so strong that it seemed impermeable, and held strong even against several of Yang Qi’s attempted incursions.

Yang Qi could kill him, but subjugating him was going to be much more difficult.

“This is the Myriad Dragons Lair?” Dugu Ruxia murmured, looking around. He didn’t seem fazed by the attack, and instead just smoothed out his clothing, then looked at Yang Qi and nodded as if in greeting.

“You’ve got some icy nerves there,” Yang Qi said. “Don’t you know that once you get pulled into the Myriad Dragons...