So, let the slaughter begin. Let it rage until the heavens turn dark and the sun and moon lose their luster.
Waves of frenzied fighting and the agonized cries of the dying echoed through the air. The Black Dragon was already severely wounded, his body riddled with fatal gashes. However, he was not as formidable as Lin Ce, nor did he possess such terrifying forbidden techniques. Even if he did, he would likely hesitate to unleash them.
"Lin Ce, oh Lin Ce, why put yourself through this? Sigh!"
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