At that thought, the Winged Dragon thrust a whisker through the red Light Screen radiating from its Natal Dragon Pearl and coiled it around the Floating Immortal Sword. It tried to yank the sword away, only to find it would not budge. Fang Chen gripped it tightly, and the Winged Dragon felt a powerful Devouring Power surge through the sword. Energy poured from its body, along the whisker, and into the blade.
Alarmed, the Winged Dragon tried to release the sword, but its whisker was stuck fast. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not pull free. Its energy kept flowing into the Floating Immortal Sword.
Fang Chen looked at the Winged Dragon with a cold smile. "You thought you could steal my sword with one measly whisker? You've underestimated me. How does it feel to have your power devoured?"
"Damn you!"
Furious, the Winged Dragon made a swift decision. To keep the Floating Immortal Sword from devouring any more of its power, it swung the Crimson Flame Saber and severed its own whisker.
Fang Chen immediately pulled the severed whisker free. It was soft as a whip, with countless Dao Patterns running along it.
He gripped the whisker and gave it an experimental flick. Wherever it passed, it stirred the red light radiating from the dragon pearl.
As the red light churned, the terrifying pressure bearing down on Fang Chen weakened sharply. He was overjoyed.
Seeing Fang Chen swing its whisker around like a toy, the Winged Dragon gritted its teeth in anger and drove its Natal Dragon Pearl with all its might. More and more red Dao Patterns flew from the pearl and fell upon Fang Chen.
Fang Chen simply hugged the Floating Immortal Sword to his chest. Many of the red Dao Patterns struck the sword