♂,
Zu Ziyi's sword pointed straight at Zhanlong's forehead. A surge of energy exploded from his entire body, and at that moment, Zhanlong swung its cleaver again, sweeping it toward Zu Ziyi!
Yet for his opponent to dare unleash sword techniques from such a position, he either had a death wish or truly possessed the skill to pull it off. Zhanlong's cleaver was fierce and forceful, but Zu Ziyi's figure drifted like a feather, as though he could foresee every move and evade Zhanlong's attacks at any moment. The cleaver swept past his body by the narrowest margin, bringing only a burst of fierce wind and failing to land an effective blow!
But Zhanlong seemed to have another method. With a furious roar, several dragon shadows appeared behind it, all lunging at Zu Ziyi with open jaws!
Yet soon, beauty faded like passing time, fine moments lingered only in regret, and the years seemed heartless as they wore away all living strength and energy. Zhanlong's power rapidly withered the instant it was unleashed, while only Zu Ziyi himself could evade this terrifying force of time!
The instant the giant dragons charged over, they rapidly aged and perished within the merciless years. By the time they reached Zu Ziyi, they had become a pack of dried-up old dragons. Yet the Merciless Sword still pointed at Zhanlong's forehead, never wavering. Zhanlong's energy rapidly dispersed, and when Grandma saw this scene, she slightly furrowed her brows.
I rarely saw Grandma wear that expression. When dealing with Zu Xinghai of the lower realm before, she had also found herself in a difficult spot.
As for this Zu Ziyi, he should have been the founder of this generation's Hidden Immortal Sect, having come from the North Pole Immortal Sect! Perhaps he had countless tangled connections