Your Dragon Is Gone

Hong Yuan was deep in thought, but the other two battlefields were far from peaceful.

The gaunt old man and the burly eight-legged, six-clawed creature were locked in an inextricable battle with the Qian Kun Two Dragons.

The Withered Glory Banner hovered above the gaunt old man's head, its fabric snapping in the wind. Every time he shook it, countless gray points of light poured down.

As those points of light landed on the Dry Dragon, they crackled like boiling oil meeting water, bursting into clouds of gray mist.

Wherever the mist spread, the light on the Dry Dragon's body dimmed, and tiny pits even began appearing across its scales.

They were traces of corrosion from the Withered Glory Power.

The Dry Dragon let out a furious roar, sweeping its tail and driving a tidal wave of Chaos Qi toward the gaunt old man.

The Chaos Qi made the void tremble as it swept past, but the gaunt old man merely held the Withered Glory Banner before him. Its surface unfolded like a shield and forcibly blocked the attack.

With a thunderous boom, the Withered Glory Banner shook violently. Several cracks appeared across it, but they were filled by gray points of light in an instant, restoring it to normal.

The gaunt old man was blasted back dozens of light-years, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. Yet, he shook the Withered Glory Banner even faster, sending down an even fiercer rain of gray light.

More and more pits appeared on the Dry Dragon's body. In some places, its inner Qian Kun Origin was even exposed. The moment that origin was revealed, it was eroded by the gray rain of light and scattered away as specks of radiance.

Elsewhere, the battle between the Kun Dragon and the burly creature