The Silver Crowned Dragon and Supreme Heaven were fighting to the death.
It was a battlefield no mortal could look upon or understand.
Just as light that was too dazzling would damage one's eyes when stared at, contact with killing intent that was too intense would likewise destroy a person's reason.
Yet even from the Material Realm, those spectators could feel the aftershocks of the battle.
Looking up at the sky, they saw that half of it was boiling while the other half was frozen solid.
The silver dragon roared, clearly holding the upper hand:
As the silver dragon roared and flew past, Red Bear suddenly rose onto his hind legs and swiped at the dragon.
But the silver dragon nimbly dodged the attack, then wrapped Red Bear up with his tail. He flew into the air and was about to fling him down.
Red Bear, however, nimbly reached back and seized the silver dragon's tail, forcefully tearing away its scales. Instead, he leaped up and lunged down toward the silver dragon's eyes.
But the silver dragon suddenly exhaled a breath of frost, striking Red Bear head-on and greatly slowing his descent. Frost congealed over his entire body.
Once Red Bear's descent had slowed to a certain extent, the silver dragon abruptly retreated a short distance. Then he continued forward, flipping over once more. The tail behind him swung around like a pendulum before smashing down viciously onto the back of Red Bear's head, sending him plummeting from the sky with a howl.
This was the most symbolic and abstract depiction of the battle.
Meanwhile, Iver in the Dream Realm witnessed an entirely different battle--
Of course, the scene he saw still was not the true battle. It was a scene protected by the filter of the Lord of Scales