Dragon-Tiger Battle, Target of All

At the peak of Withered Bone Crystal Mountain, deathly aura lingered.

The gray-black skeletal platform resembled the spine of a colossal beast, gleaming with an icy sheen beneath the abyssal lightning.

The pillar of life force cast by the Heart of Thunder Source was like a searchlight, bathing a radius of hundreds of millions of miles in ghastly white.

At this moment, this core region had become the center of the storm.

"Get lost! The Heart of Thunder Source is mine!" Lei Hao's roar carried thunderous fury. Seven scarred Flood Dragons let out mournful dragon cries, hauling a dragon carriage wrapped in purple lightning as it charged toward the pillar of light first, like an out-of-control star.

His eyes were bloodshot. The humiliation of being thrown aside at the outskirts had all turned into madness now.

Empress Xuanyin floated beside the dragon carriage, her jade hands dancing. The Nine Nether Cold Qi was no longer an overwhelming cold wave, but condensed into hundreds of hair-thin, crystalline Xuanyin Ice Soul Needles. Each needle contained vicious icy cold capable of freezing the soul and eroding life force. They silently tore through the air, aimed directly at Blood Hidden Elder and Lei Zhan beside him.

She intended to eliminate this greatest variable and most irritating competitor first. Back in Holy City, they had made her lose no small amount of face!

The Odd Fortune Palace Master gave a sinister smile. The Fortune-Seizing Purple Gold Bell in his hand no longer rang with spatial distortion, but flared with purple-gold light and transformed into two condensed purple-gold shuttles. One shot toward Blood Hidden Elder, while the other strangely bypassed space and flew straight for Lei Jin's Mystic Jade Carriage.

He intended to forcibly interfere and disrupt the other two sides.

"Get lost!" Lei Zhan roared,