Chen Chang Sheng felt its happiness, but some of his fear still remained. The approximately ten syllables of dragon language he said, was not following the order in the last scroll of the three thousand scrolls of way, but randomly chosen from the one thousand six hundred and one words. They shouldn’t form a sentence, but this dragon actually understood it.
He did so because he was a cautious person. He was not sure if he was right or wrong, but at least for now, there wasn’t a problem.
The black whisker gradually stopped moving, slowly got away from the center of his eyebrows and lightly touched his hand which was holding the sword. It did not show any animosity.
Chen Chang Sheng received its signal and finally fully relaxed.
The moment shrouded by the shadow of death finally passed. The terrifying pressure that stacked over a long time suddenly disappeared. His thinking changed as the the environment changed, the frost on his body fell off and dust which came from nowhere slipped through the gaps of the clothes and into the air.
From the moment he pushed the door open, he was always extremely nervous. He only knew he saw a black dragon but it wasn’t until now did he get a chance to truly see the black dragon’s appearance. It wasn’t until now did he dare to look closely at the black dragon.
This is a Mighty Frost Dragon.
Even among the dragon race, this was still the most noble being — one of the legendary holy creatures, at the same level with the Mighty Golden Dragon and the True Dragon above Cloud Nine.
Different from the Mighty Frost Dragon described in myths and legends who loved violence, cleanliness and being as beautiful as the dark sky, Chen Chang Sheng saw a lot of dust on this black dragon and even a lot of broken dragon scales!
Those dragon scales were half falling out. They looked very ugly, like the scales of dead fish.
Chen Chang Sheng was very surprised. If the scrolls of way’s descriptions of the Mighty Frost Dragon was correct, then how could it look like this? As a youngster who had mysophobia, he clearly knew that it was impossible for a creature who cared about cleanliness so much to stand such a situation.
What made him surprised was, as the coldness gradually decreased, he actually saw two very thick iron chains behind the black dragon. The two chains tightly locked the dragon’s two claws in the back and deeply squeezed into the scales. It looked extremely terrifying!
This black dragon actually..wasn’t the protector of the Great Zhou royal palace, but a prisoner!
The two chains, covered with thick layers of frost, was made of unknown materials. They showed no signs of breaking which was logical. If they could lock a Frost Mighty Dragon underground, it’s definitely no ordinary chains.
The other end of the two chains was at the wall.
It was a stone wall around a hundred zhang high(3 zhang = 10 meters). It decorated a huge image. The paint on the image already eroded over time, but what was left was still comprehensible. There wasn’t any landscape, just two people.