Ye Chen held the Immortal Sword, showing no fear of the Thunder Dragon King. With a single slash, he shattered the chains of order.
Puff! Puff! Puff! As blood blossomed, five horrifying wounds appeared on the chest of the thunder dragon, exposing gleaming white bones. Blood poured out, and its brilliant golden bloodline was extinguished along with it—it had suffered a grievous wound.
Roar! The Thunder Dragon King shrieked in boundless fury. Believing itself no weaker than its opponent, it never expected to suffer such a heavy defeat in a single move. As a king of the primordial species, where was it to put its face?
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