The long blades in the hands of the two True Immortal-grade werewolves twisted through an eerie great arc in the void, like a full moon suddenly shifting to another position in the sky. They drifted unsteadily toward the moonlight-like blade radiance.
Within the blade radiance, the shadow of a wolf could faintly be seen howling. When the two werewolves attacked, their bodies were covered in bristling fur, and their auras swelled to their peak.
With a hum, a dragon tail lashed over, while a claw shadow swept through the void from another direction. The enormous dragon claw slowly met the moonlight-like blade radiance. Though the blade radiance was incomparably sharp, the moment it touched the claw shadow, it shattered like glass.
The werewolves were shocked. Their long blades swung through an arc in the void, and the blade radiance seemed to cross space as it struck toward the Azure Dragon's body.
The Azure Dragon neither dodged nor evaded. It seemed distant as the horizon, yet also close at hand. As the two True Immortal-grade werewolves battled the Azure Dragon, that feeling of being at once near and far—seeming able to attack it, yet always feeling they would strike empty air—made them exceptionally uncomfortable.
The two werewolves had seen their share of battles. It was not as though they had never faced opponents stronger than themselves, but they had never experienced such an oppressive feeling.
Clang! The blade radiance struck the Azure Dragon's body, and a tremendous sound like metal and stone colliding reverberated nearby. An utterly formidable rebound force traveled into the werewolf's hands, causing his body to lean backward. The True Immortal-grade werewolf used that rebound force to retreat, but his opponent had not dodged his attack and had suffered it without the slightest injury. Clearly, the Azure Dragon