Zi Yan's violet eyes coldly watched the two retreating figures. Her bone-chilling voice emerged from her lips as she slowly raised the Dragon Slaying Sword in her hand and swung it through the air at the West Dragon King.
As the sword descended, a strange ripple seemed to spread from its tip like lightning.
"Screech!"
As the ripple swept past, the West Dragon King's face instantly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
With a single strike, the West Dragon King was severely injured. The Dragon Slaying Sword's power was indeed terrifying when used against Ancient Void Dragons.
"Aah!!"
A moment later, a miserable scream erupted earth-shakingly from the West Dragon King's mouth. The bone-deep agony made his body tremble violently, while waves of dizziness relentlessly battered his consciousness.
The South Dragon King roared as his body rapidly shot backward. The West Dragon King also understood that remaining behind meant certain death. He clutched the gruesome wound on his chest and frantically urged the Dou Qi within his body as he fled.
"Screech!"
Zi Yan slowly walked past Ning Luo's side. Her gaze coldly fixed upon the two fleeing figures as she raised the Dragon Slaying Sword once more, then lightly slashed downward.
The instant she made that slash, Ning Luo suddenly saw that a small lock of Zi Yan's violet hair had turned grayish-white. The Dragon Slaying Sword is consuming Zi Yan's life force! Ning Luo's heart jolted fiercely at the sight.
"If you intend to wipe us out completely, then this king will fight you to the death!"
"Dragon Emperor Bell!"
Golden blood rapidly spread before the two men, then transformed into a massive golden bell dozens of feet tall, enveloping the West Dragon King and the other man.
"Clang!"
The moment the enormous golden