Primordial World.
West.
Amitabha Buddha pressed his palms together.
He indeed knew that Little White Dragon Ao Lie's cheat was connected to emotional fluctuations. Whether positive or negative, such emotional fluctuations could make Little White Dragon stronger.
Buddhism itself excelled at manipulating emotions.
Among the Eight Dragon Kings was one such Dragon King, Anavatapta.
On that foundation.
He infused that Dragon King with all the power of Chaos from the Dream World, then extracted and transformed that power anew.
In the end, the flesh vanished, leaving only bones behind, forming the current bone dragon.
The bone dragon curled all its bones together and became the old woman she was now.
Having discarded those emotions.
This old woman would naturally choose the most suitable time to strike under absolute rationality.
And now, she had indeed succeeded at once.
"I miscalculated."
"This old woman's opponent was actually me."
Little White Dragon stared at the bone blade piercing through him, his heart filled with shock.
In his field of vision.
He could already see the old woman's withered hand transforming into a dragon claw. This blow had dealt him a severe injury.
Not only that, he could even feel the claw before him continuing forward, about to seize his heart.
Endless cold spread through his body. This was not ordinary cold, but a chill that could freeze one's very soul.
If his heart were seized, Little White Dragon felt that he would be one step closer to death and the dissipation of his Dao.
Fortunately, his combat experience had long since become abundant. Though he could not see any emotional changes in the old woman before him, battle itself had already become instinct.
A four-star Ice Soul Heart Dragon's dragon pearl swiftly circled through the heavens, then shot into his heart.
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