Don't stand around watching if there's nothing to do.
That saying applied in any era, even in a world of immortals and martial arts. Idly watching the excitement could easily lead to some small mishap—for example, being swept away by the gale stirred up by a diving flood dragon and landing at the edge of a battlefield.
The white flood dragon dived, slamming the Drought Demon into the ground and plowing out a deep trench, her claws tearing open its body.
Zhuo Feng wanted to seize the chance to beat a dog that had fallen into the water, but suddenly sensed that the Drought Demon had become extremely dangerous and did not dare act rashly...
Her slender body gracefully spiraled through the air in a circle, shedding its momentum before landing steadily. With a boom, her four claws stamped out four pits. Her long, narrow body rose before them, savage beastly aura spreading everywhere!
She bared her teeth in a smile at Zhuo Feng, who shrugged, his smile carrying an unfathomable meaning.
Bai Yujun turned sideways and circled the Drought Demon as it rose from the dirt, her body forming a semicircle. Every landing of her four huge claws made the ground tremble, while the five unlucky souls beneath her, swept here by the fierce wind, were utterly terrified.
No one could understand that feeling. Above their heads was the scaled belly of a colossal beast, constantly swaying forward, rising and falling.
From time to time, enormous sharp claws would land nearby, shaking the ground. It felt as though the slightest misstep would crush them dead. Dust billowed and yellow grit filled the air, an overwhelmingly shocking sight!
Her enormous vertical pupils narrowed slightly.
"Interesting."
She had seen plenty of zombies, the sort that would smoke and croak after a