Without its owner, the Sealed Dragon Domain was lackluster.
If the enemies had set a trap, the Sealed Dragon Domain would be Xi Yue’s only escape route. They must guard it at all costs.
The Feng Family Patriarch’s face became increasingly ugly.
The Zhenwei Army was brave as if they were not afraid of death at all.
Moreover, most of them could harness a bizarre formation, with each formed by 30 people. They could seize hundreds of Cang Ming Kingdom soldiers and easily slaughter the Cang Ming Kingdom’s army. Even the generals at the Gold Core Stage found it hard to escape the formation.
Qishan, who had been standing by, enjoying the scent of blood and the scene of the massacre, finally grew impatient.
Taking a step forward, he disdainfully glanced at the Feng Family Patriarch and said, ‘You can’t even deal with a mere hundred thousand trash? Hmph, no wonder your Feng Family was wiped out. Worthless!”
The Feng Family Patriarch’s face turned gloomy, but he couldn’t utter a single word in retort.
Stepping forward, Qishan looked coldly at the soldiers bravely fighting on the battlefield and sneered, “Since you are so unafraid of death, then I will grant your wish. Die!”
No matter how many people you throw at me, no matter how powerful your formation is, low-rank martial artists in the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage are just a bunch of ants.
Spiritual energy slowly gathered in Qishan’s hand. Soon, a cyan banner soared into the sky. As the evening wind blew, it made a loud rustling sound.
Qishan channeled his spiritual power toward the cyan banner. A tornado spawned from the banner, roaring toward the dense Zhenwei Army.
The Zhenwei Army, which had originally set up a formation to deal a deadly blow to the enemy, suddenly felt a surge of wild wind attacking. Their figures were swept into it, followed by waves of intense pain as if their skin were being torn apart.
Screams and roars echoed throughout the valley. The tornado rising from the cyan banner grew larger and larger, ensnaring more and more of the Zhenwei Army’s soldiers.
Blood spurted out bit by bit from the tornado, staining the sky red. It looked like a mass of blood mist spinning rapidly.
Chen Guang watched as his soldiers were tormented and slaughtered in such a manner. His eyes turned bloodshot with anger. He roared as he lunged at Qishan, shouting, “I’ll fight you to the death!”
Qishan didn’t even bat an eye at him. He smiled contemptuously and hit Chen Guang on the head with a small amount of spiritual power.
Though it was just a strand of spiritual energy, if it hit Chen Guang’s head, it would blow his skull apart instantly.
Zhou Yanan ran over, yelling loudly, “Chen Guang, you are crazy! e back quickly!”
However, it was too late. Chen Guang was about to be hit in the head by the spiritual power.
Suddenly, a burst of dragon roar came from the distant sky.
Immediately after, a massive golden dragon descended from the sky, swinging its tail. It exhaled a dragon’s breath, creating an even larger tornado that enveloped the storm shrouded in a mist of blood. Moments later, both whirlwinds subsided.
The Zhenwei Army soldiers who were originally caught in the storm also landed on the ground unharmed.
Qishan’s expression shifted several times, his eyes fixed on the massive dragon that slowly descended, holding Chen Guang. After a long pause, he murmured, “Golden Flying Dragon… It’s actually a Golden Flying Dragon. Why would there be such a divine beast in the Miluo Continent?”
However, it didn’t take long for Qishan’s attention to shift elsewhere, leaving him unable to focus on the rare divine beast that would have otherwise thrilled him immensely.
That was because he saw a stunning lady riding on the back of the Golden Flying Dragon.
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