Countless people charged in from all directions with all kinds of weapons, attacking from angles so unimaginable they were hard to defend against.
They gritted their teeth!
They were filled with humiliation and hatred!
They wanted to tear Li Mu Yang limb from limb!
Li Mu Yang's relentless advance had finally united them against a common enemy.
Everyone knew that if they failed to slaughter Li Mu Yang today, then the next time they faced him, they might not even have the courage to draw their blades against him.
Li Mu Yang had beaten their courage to pieces!
Slay the dragon!
Everyone had only one goal, only one direction: slay the dragon.
Li Mu Yang glanced back at Qian Du. At this critical moment, that was the only movement he had time to make.
Qian Du nodded at him.
The two had long since developed a tacit understanding. A thousand words passed between them in a single exchanged glance.
"Roar!"
Li Mu Yang let out a furious roar. His body suddenly shot into the sky, flying toward the towering dome of Wuyou Palace, so vast that its end could not be seen.
Whoosh!
It flew higher and higher, faster and faster.
It was so fast that it was hard to believe such speed existed in the world.
He came back even faster.
By the time he descended, he had transformed into a colossal white dragon, its horns like a deer's, head like a camel's, eyes like a rabbit's, neck like a snake's, belly like a clam's, scales like a fish's, claws like an eagle's, paws like a tiger's, and ears like an ox's. Its entire body was snow-white, as if it were a bolt of lightning.
The dragon's head came first, its white horns gleaming with dazzling light.
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