Boom! Xia Yi's fist landed squarely on the Tyrant Dragon's head. With the enhancement of his Martial Soul Avatar and Exorcism Style One, even the Tyrant Dragon—renowned for its strength and comparable in power to a Limit Douluo—was sent flying backward by Xia Yi's punch.
Watching this scene, Yuanen Yehui and Ye Xinglan were so shocked that their red lips parted unconsciously.
Xia Yi had eight tails, eight soul rings.
And now, he was actually clashing head-on with a Tyrant Dragon at the Limit Douluo level without falling behind.
The source of the Tyrant Dragon's bloodline was the Golden Dragon King Bloodline.
In terms of strength alone, under the condition of equal cultivation, most Dragon Kings were inferior to him.
Yet now, he was being suppressed by Xia Yi.
After taking Xia Yi's punch straight between the brows, cracks could clearly be seen spreading one after another across the scales on the Tyrant Dragon's forehead. The area closest to the center had even been shattered into fragments.
The Tyrant Dragon shook his head violently. After Xia Yi's blow to the head, he felt as though his entire skull was about to explode.
Seizing the chance while the Tyrant Dragon was shaking his head, the entire blood-red mist instantly turned dark. Immediately after, beams of starlight shone down through the darkness. Those countless rays of starlight were all Stargod Sword beams, shooting toward the weak points on the Tyrant Dragon's body.
"Roar!" Sensing the sharpness of the Stargod Sword, the Tyrant Dragon roared again. But within the darkness, it was as though his entire body had sunk into a mire; he could not move at all.
Just as he was about to struggle, Xia Yi's massive figure appeared before him once more.
Third Soul Skill, Absolute Zero.
The Tyrant Dragon, trapped