Wind Dragon's Return, the Battle Turns

Luo Yun crouched halfway to the ground and activated the second skill attached to her Eighth Soul Ring, healing the injuries Chen Sican had suffered before he regained consciousness.

Dense Light Element energy flowed into his body, and the wounds all over Chen Sican rapidly healed in a short time. Before long, aside from the tears in his clothes, there was no sign that he had ever been injured.

"You don't need to blame yourself. You weren't the one who did those things, and now you don't have to worry about anything anymore. As long as you can return to my side, everything will be perfect."

Luo Yun cupped Chen Sican's face, looked into his eyes, then made up her mind and kissed him directly.

Chen Sican's expression stiffened. He seemed not to have processed what had just happened, but his gradually reddening ears revealed what he truly felt.

A few seconds later, Luo Yun raised her head, her cheeks flushed red, and looked Chen Sican straight in the eye.

"Now that you're back, let's properly face our true enemies. Let them remain trapped here forever, filled with regret!"

Luo Yun spoke resolutely.

Chen Sican glanced at the two emerald-green blades in his hands and instantly made up his mind. When he released his Soul Rings once more, the thick black mist around the eight rings at his waist had already dissipated, replaced by dense Wind Element energy continuously gathering around them.

"I will make them pay in blood for turning me into a puppet!"

Violent Wind Element energy erupted, and a thick layer of azure flames instantly blazed around Chen Sican's body.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Wind God's Descent!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Winged Dragon Avatar!"

Chen Sican's body vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only dust beneath his