Xiahou Ying kept his promise and left, temporarily lifting the threat to his life.
Li Mu Yang had not truly exchanged blows with Xiahou Ying, but he felt an instinctive aversion toward him.
This was the natural reaction of the Dragon race toward powerful life forms.
Xiahou Ying's cultivation was far too profound, and his strength was unfathomable. Li Mu Yang had not engaged him in close combat, but he knew that if he went all out, he would probably have a hard time retreating in one piece.
More deadly still, Xiahou Ying wielded the peerless divine weapon Dragon Shock Bow. Every arrow he fired possessed the power to shatter heaven and earth. Even with Heavenly Dragon Overlord protecting him, Li Mu Yang feared he would be unable to withstand Xiahou Ying's Dragon Soul Arrows.
Among all the teachers and friends present, there was not a single one who could take the Dragon Shock Bow's arrows in his place.
Besides, the first three arrows had been a True Qi Arrow, another True Qi Arrow, and a Dragon Soul Arrow. Who knew what other ultimate techniques and killing moves Xiahou Ying had yet to use?
Only an energy body like the Heart of Weak Water, which had existed ever since the Ancient God Pangu split heaven and earth and was composed purely of water-mother elements, could chomp Xiahou Ying's Dragon Soul Arrow to pieces, swallow it into its belly, and still look as though it had tasted something delicious.
Of course, Xiahou Ying's departure did not mean that Li Mu Yang was no longer in any danger.
After all, countless human cultivators in Wuyou Palace were still eyeing him like tigers stalking their prey.
Coveting the merit of slaying a dragon!
Coveting dragon bones and dragon sinews!
Coveting the Heart of