A fist, a fist as huge as a palace, slammed heavily into the Black Dragon's head.
The dense barrage of punches, seemingly like a violent storm, had continued for quite some time before the Golden Armored General finally stopped.
The Black Dragon had completely collapsed on the ground, vomiting blood without end. Its gaze was no longer fierce; it looked like it was barely clinging to life.
However, the Golden Armored General did not stop.
It took up the Golden Greatsword, raised it, and then, without the slightest hesitation, drove it straight into the Black Dragon's body.
The Black Dragon, which had been on the verge of death, instantly let out a tragic scream... Blood sprayed from the wound like a waterspout, surging straight into the air before falling.
The ruined royal palace was now drenched in a torrential blood rain.
The rain struck the shattered floor, and wisps of Qingyan rose up. In just a moment, countless mottled marks had been corroded into the entire ground.
After struggling frantically, the Black Dragon finally let its limbs droop and lay completely still.
Its eyes kept widening, widening, widening, until blood-colored tears finally flowed from them... The Golden Armored General still gripped the Golden Greatsword embedded in the Black Dragon.
At that moment, the two of them seemed to have transformed into two enormous statues.
Time also seemed to stop at that moment. The surroundings were deathly silent.
Tian Renmu felt as if he could hear his own heartbeat... The blood rain fell, but was naturally driven away by his power.
"Have humans... finally defeated the dragons?" he murmured. "Victory?"
"No... not yet!" Sword Saint Liyuluo suddenly shouted in a low voice.
At that very moment, the pitch-black night sky above the Royal Capital abruptly turned dark red... The terrifying Blood-colored