She shed her skin.
She shed her skin.
She was reborn.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Gu Li smiled playfully, but his expression was unsightly.
He'd almost been roasted alive. Who would be happy to see that?
"Impossible!"
Zhuge Hong, who had reverted to her original form, spat out a mantra. Her pupils were clearly trembling as she shifted her gaze towards the sea of flames.
Only Gu Li had come out alive. Didn't that mean ….
"Your Excellency Black Dragon, I caught the mount you wanted for you."
At that moment, Gu Li chuckled at the sea of flames. Then, he saw a man, still blazing with flames, walk out of the flames, his expression gloomy.
Black Dragon.
He'd emerged from the sea of flames as well.
"Be gentle. Don't hurt him," said Black Dragon softly.
He was in much better shape than Gu Li had been when he'd first emerged.
No matter what, his strength and experience were clear for all to see.
The instant he saw the flames spread, he'd erected a defensive barrier around him.
Even so, there were still many burns on his body.
However, to Zhuge Hong ….
It was despair.
Her natal true flame.
Now that Lei Hu had died, her heart was burning with fury. She had almost used … the strongest flame that she could summon.
But that was all.
Xia Hua, in his true form as an azure dragon, was like a toy in Gu Li's hands.
So what was left behind was despair?
The head of the clan represented the peak of the Sacred Beast Race's power. She couldn't say for sure who was the strongest, but at the very least, the head of the clan had to be one of the top experts of the race.
However, when they reverted to their true forms and used their natal energy … ….
The result was the same.
What was left behind, if not despair?
"Roar!"
The Azure Dragon let out a long roar. This roar was mixed with anger, but most of it was pain.
The dragon's body trembled violently, but its mountain-shattering strength didn't so much as tremble when it reached Gu Li's hand.
"Your Excellency Black Dragon, that mount of yours is rather disobedient."
A faint smile tugged at Gu Li's lips. Nearby, Black Dragon pursed his lips and snorted.
"Just tame it."
Boom.
Boundless Spiritual Energy leaked out from Black Dragon's body. His hands were covered in black dragon scales, and his arms were as thick as an ancient god's.
He grabbed the dragon's body with both arms and forcefully restrained it.
"Howl."
Xia Hua howled in pain.
"Clang …"
The Vermilion Bird cried out, and its flaming wings flapped, forming countless flames in the air.
The raging flames surged forward, but Gu Li loosened his grip on Xia Hua. His right arm wriggled and transformed into an enormous hand that blotted out the sky. He crushed all the flames in his palm.
"We can't ruin Lord Black Dragon's plans."
Just as he narrowed his eyes and snorted, his eyebrows suddenly rose.
His gaze changed.
"Oh no."
As soon as he finished speaking, he looked in Black Dragon's direction and saw Ye Zichen emerge from the distorted space, blood-red blade in hand.
Whoosh.
The blood-colored sword light flashed, and the scales on Hei Long's arm cracked. A trickle of blood flowed down his arm.
In pain, the black dragon loosened its grip, and Xia Hua took the opportunity to struggle free.
"You're seeking death!"
When he noticed Ye Zichen's blood-red blade, Black Dragon roared, his eyes bloodshot. He swung his enormous arm, several hundred feet long, at Ye Zichen.
Ye Zichen's pupils constricted as he attacked.
The blood-red blade was in front of his chest. He had nowhere to run; all he could do was take it head-on.
He calmed his mind and gathered spiritual energy into the blade.
Bang!
The blood blade in front of his chest shattered the moment it came into contact with the black dragon's arm. After shattering the blade, Black Dragon's muscular arm slammed into his chest.
The huge force of the arm directly smashed him into the cliff in the distance.
"Cough …. Cough …."
After falling off the cliff, Ye Zichen clutched his chest and coughed violently. His internal organs had all been shaken out of place, and many of his meridians were severed. Blood spurted uncontrollably from his mouth.
"I wanted to deal with you later, but how dare you ruin my plans!"
Black Dragon roared, his expression sinister. At the same time, his expression darkened and he smiled viciously at Ye Zichen.
"Die!"
Ye Zichen felt the sky above him suddenly darken, then saw an enormous hand swatting down at him.
"Emperor Ye!"
Tu Biyu, Xia Hua, and Zhuge Hong roared in unison. Before the battle, they'd already said ….
They could die in this battle, but Ye Zichen absolutely couldn't.
At practically the same time, the three Sacred Beast clan heads dashed towards Ye Zichen. However, they couldn't keep up with Black Dragon's speed.
Dong!
The enormous hand fell. Ye Zichen looked up, his eyes filled with unwillingness as he watched it descend.
"Emperor Ye!"
The Sacred Beast clan heads roared one after another. By now, it was as if they could already imagine Ye Zichen's fate. Only Black Dragon, who'd just landed, knit his brows deeply ….
Emperor Ye had actually died!
The Sacred Beast clan heads' eyes were bloodshot. Disregarding their lifespans, they unleashed their profound battle techniques.
Instantly, light crisscrossed through the sky.
Even Black Dragon had no choice but to dodge in the face of such reckless attacks. He hurriedly retracted his arm and focused on dealing with the clan heads' profound techniques.
"Old Turtle, move those boulders away!"
Azure Dragon roared. Just now, Black Dragon's attack had practically shattered half the mountain. They couldn't see Ye Zichen at all.
If he was alive, they wanted to see him. If he was dead, they wanted to see his corpse.
"Mountain-Moving, Mountain-Splitting!"
The patriarch of the Black Tortoise clan, Tu Biyu, also shouted. Rays of light appeared around his body, and similar lights appeared on the boulders scattered on the ground.
The boulders rose into the air and hovered in midair.
"No wonder."
Black Dragon, who'd just barely managed to block the Sacred Beast's profound mysteries, grimaced. At the same time, the Sacred Beast Head saw a girl kneeling half a meter away from Ye Zichen. The girl's hand was pressed against his chest, and a barrier was erected around them.
"Cough ….."
Ye Zichen's eyes were tightly shut. He coughed violently, then opened his eyes and looked around …..
"I didn't die? How is this possible?"
In his previous state, he couldn't even circulate his spiritual energy. How could he have survived Black Dragon's furious attack?
"Why didn't you die? What do you think?"
Just as Ye Zichen was in a daze, a low, angry voice reached his ears. At that moment, Ye Zichen noticed the woman in front of him, but before he could speak, he heard Black Dragon roar.
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