This was a bloody massacre!
It was not humans slaying a dragon, but a dragon slaughtering countless humans.
The White Dragon charged recklessly, baring its fangs and claws as it spat dragonfire. Wherever there were more people, he charged. Wherever there was resistance, he sprayed terrifying dragonfire.
Neither the White Dragon's enormous body nor its devastating dragonfire was something the human race could easily withstand.
The dragons were simply far too powerful. Whether it was their innate draconic bodies or their dragonfire, which left others powerless to fight back, both inspired terror and despair.
They could turn rivers and seas, shatter mountains, and destroy cities.
They could soar beyond the Ninth Heaven, yet also dive into the depths of the sea.
There was no denying that the dragons were truly a race chosen by Heaven. Heaven had shown this race far too much favor.
It was precisely because they brought such overwhelming pressure to the human race that humans resorted to every means and spared no cost in trying to slaughter them.
Under the giant dragon's charge and the devastation of its dragonfire, the human experts collapsed like a routed army, suffering grievous casualties.
"KU—"
Another blast of dragonfire.
Immediately after the dragonfire came a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree aerial spin—the Divine Dragon Tail Sweep.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Those were the humans' violent gasps for breath.
The White Dragon circled in the air for a while before its enormous body slowly descended. When he landed beside Qian Du, he transformed back into human form once more.
The red haze of blood in his pupils had yet to fade, churning without end.
Only several breaths later did it gradually disappear, revealing the gaze belonging to Li Mu Yang.
Eyes met!
Silence!
The atmosphere was oppressive!
Everyone glared at Li Mu Yang with covetous hostility,