The night was deep and heavy. Lěng Yè stood alone amidst a desolate ruin, surrounded by flood dragons like ghosts in the dark. Their cold, sharp gazes locked tightly onto him. The flood dragons parted their bloody maws slightly, their protruding tongues reeking with a sickening stench.
Facing this ferocious enemy, Lěng Yè showed no fear. He drew the Shura Slash in his hand, the blade pointing directly at the threats around him. One flood dragon launched the first attack. Like an arrow released from a string, it leaped down from a towering structure, closing in on Lěng Yè in an instant. Accompanied by a heaven-shaking roar, the flood dragon opened its enormous mouth, baring sharp teeth as it lunged straight for Lěng Yè's throat.
"Hahaha, you have nowhere to run!" Lěng Ziyang's voice echoed through the surroundings, brimming with triumph and mockery. However, Lěng Yè remained unaffected. Spiritual Energy poured endlessly into his left hand as he began to condense the Sun-Splendor Divine Flame. The fireball grew larger and larger, almost illuminating the entire night sky.
Chapter 1094