"Freeze, freeze, freeze!"
Pointing his right index finger one by one, Yuan Wufeng caught the incoming dark true dragons in his tracks. Their foundational power and the freezing breath they spat out were frozen in their tracks, unable to reach any further toward Yuan Wufeng and Qiye.
Saint King Qize looked on in profound astonishment. He never imagined that in just a few short millennia, Yuan Wufeng's primal demonic power could be cultivated to such a terrifying degree, seemingly without end.
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