The divine power within Cao Junhong was draining fast. His alarm grew, and he roared, "Who are you?!"
No nameless nobody could possess fighting strength like this.
Jiang Ping An did not answer. Like a killer who felt neither emotion nor pain, he just kept swinging his axe.
Seeing that the battle showed no sign of ending, Ning Hui steeled himself and threw out a black seed.
The seed rapidly sprouted a mass of vines that snaked toward Jiang Ping An.
It was a special treasure. The vines it grew could bind a first-stage Void God.
But the seed could only be used once. Afterward, it could not be recovered.
The loss pained Ning Hui. He had found the costly seed in the ruins of the Myriad Origin Divine Domain and had never been willing to use it.
But to take down Jiang Ping An as quickly as possible, he had used it anyway.
When Jiang Ping An saw the black vines racing toward him, he immediately retreated.
Ning Hui gave him no chance to escape. Swinging the Divine Sword in his hand with all his strength, he forced Jiang Ping An back.
Whoosh!
A vine wrapped around Jiang Ping An's leg. The others swiftly crawled over his body, binding him tight. The great axe fell from his hand.
Ning Hui and Cao Junhong were overjoyed to see him trapped.
"It's over!"
Both men poured vast amounts of divine power into their Divine Weapons, ready to seize the chance to finish him off.
Suddenly, a sharp silver claw emerged from Jiang Ping An's inner world and landed on the black vines.
The tough vines broke apart the instant they touched the claw, as though they had melted.
A silver divine dragon more than twenty meters long appeared.
The light of