As a pure-blooded member of the Nine Sons of the Dragon, Bi'an had inherited the True Dragon's powerful body and magical strength. The fierce close-quarters combat abilities passed down through its bloodline were enough to crush any native soul beast, including Di Tian and even the Golden Dragon King.
But now, the chaotic, dark fallen attribute and the orderly, radiant righteous attribute were grinding against each other within the same shell;
Though Bi'an's original reason had been suppressed at the deepest level, the pride belonging to the True Dragon Bloodline in its bones would not allow it to bow its head. It was still desperately resisting from the depths of its subconscious.
The fallen Bi'an's body was like a powerful weapon being controlled by a child. It was fierce enough, but its entire body was extremely uncoordinated.
The sharp axe blade collided with Dark Bi'an's right claw, producing a piercing screech.
Blue lightning continuously dissolved the black aura around Bi'an's body, revealing scattered flecks of gold, only for them to be swiftly covered by fresh black mist.
A massive claw fell to the ground, the bones at the severed stump clearly visible.
Bones that should have been as lustrous as fine jade had now become steeped in sinister energy. Crimson-gold blood mixed with a thick black fluid gushed from the ruptured vessels.
The plants beneath it instantly withered completely upon touching the black fluid, constantly emitting sizzling sounds.
Dark Bi'an let out another miserable scream. It had been completely enraged by this "little bug" before it. The little bug it had thought it could crush with a casual pinch had actually inflicted such grievous wounds upon it. Unforgivable!
Yet just as it prepared to unleash another innate skill, it was forcibly interrupted. The backlash shook blood from its mouth, and