Blinding sparks mixed with turbulent energy streams shot in all directions.
The Super Douluo felt an indescribable force bearing down on him like Mount Tai pressing down on him. The web between his thumb and forefinger instantly split open, blood pouring out. The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and his legs sank deep into it.
A cold glint flashed through Long Chen's icy dragon eyes as he increased his strength once more.
Radiant light blazed from the dragon claw, Holy Flame burning fiercely as its purifying power frantically eroded the opponent's sinister Soul Power.
The Super Douluo's expression changed drastically. His eyes flew wide open, bloodshot veins filling them.
He drew in a deep breath, nearly squeezing out the last trace of potential within his body. With a sweep of his arm, sword energy erupted again, attempting to knock aside the enormous dragon claw.
Miserable green light and holy white light filled the sky, intertwining and colliding amid a continuous series of explosive bangs!
However, an absolute gap in strength was not something that could be bridged merely by risking one's life.
"Pfft—"
Amid a burst of dazzling light, the Super Douluo finally could no longer hold on. A stream of crimson blood shot from his mouth like an arrow, and his face instantly turned ashen. His aura rapidly withered, and his body suffered severe injuries.
He stared in horror at the majestic, sacred Light Dragon King in the sky, with only one thought in his mind:
This was undoubtedly the most terrifying dragon-type Soul Master he had ever encountered. There was no escape!
Just as Long Chen displayed his Divine Might and the others slaughtered enemies across their respective battlefields.
At that instant, a figure in the distant sky seemed to have timed his arrival perfectly.