"Is that so?"
Amid the chorus of flattery in the main hall, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone turned toward the sound. A countless chorus of strange cries—"Oh!" and the like—erupted, and who knew how many people slid right off their chairs onto the floor.
Yuan Jingxu, seated in the central seat of honor, stared fixedly at Xu Yi as he approached at an unhurried pace. His face had gone pale, his eyelids twitching rapidly. "N-no... impossible..."
Before his words had even faded, the evil dragon that had fought Xu Yi earlier and then soared away came hurtling down from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was about to crash into the hall.
All fear vanished from Yuan Jingxu's face, replaced by boundless madness.
The evil dragon's arrival was accompanied by rolling thunder in the heavens and an endless Calamity Cloud.
The dragon was almost upon them. Everyone held their breath. Xu Yi glanced back—and with just that one look, the terrifying giant dragon charging toward them plunged from the sky as if a mountain had suddenly crushed it. It slammed into the ground, leaving a massive crater.
"Condense!"
Yuan Jingxu roared. The Dragon Body was about to disperse once more, but Xu Yi suddenly opened his mouth and blew hard.
In an instant, a terrifying vortex sprang to life. The evil dragon, which even the Calamity Cloud could not subdue, was scattered by a single breath from Xu Yi. No matter what spells Yuan Jingxu cast, that boundless sea of blood qi could only drift away in all directions. He summoned it again and again, but in the end, it scattered into wisps of smoke and floated across the vast world.
"No!"
Yuan Jingxu could no longer suppress his terror. He cried out and fell