Seeing Duan Lingtian borrowing force from the spear light he had just unleashed to lunge toward him with sword in hand, Zishang’s expression changed drastically.
At this moment, the thousand Ancient Horned Dragon Phantoms looming in the void above Duan Lingtian’s head appeared to Zishang like an overwhelming force of nature. As they charged forward, baring fangs and claws, they grew larger and larger in Zishang's vision, slamming into his pupils and filling him with dread.
That was the power of a thousand Ancient Horned Dragons! If that hit him, he would undoubtedly die.
Chapter 938