Dozens of flood-dragon venom nails shuttled back and forth inside the Dragon Domain. Even from a distance, one could feel the terrifying poison capable of corroding the Primordial Spirit emanating from those nails. At this moment, fearing that Lu Xiaotian would pick the soft persimmons first and eliminate it, the four-headed flood dragon was fighting for its life. Even if it was no match for Lu Xiaotian, once he attacked, it was ready to risk its life to tear a piece of flesh off Lu Xiaotian's body.
At the same time, the Monster Core spat out by the four-headed flood dragon hovered above its head, emitting faint, alternating blue and green rays that shone upon Lu Xiaotian. The four-headed flood dragon's intent was now obvious: it used dozens of venom nails to guard its surroundings, adopting a do-or-die posture should Lu Xiaotian attack, and then used the poisonous light emitted from its flood-dragon sun pearl to hold Lu Xiaotian in check, creating an opportunity for the Celestial-tier elephant monster and the five-headed python monster, Mang Jingcang, to attack.
At the very least, it hoped to drag out the rhythm of Lu Xiaotian's attacks so that Mang Jingcang and the elephant monster would not suffer severe injuries again and be picked off one by one by Lu Xiaotian. At this point, the three Celestial-tier monsters were grasshoppers tied to the same rope; even if they managed to repel Lu Xiaotian and ultimately lost one or two dead or wounded, they probably wouldn't have the strength to leave this secret realm ever again.
No one wanted to remain trapped in this secret realm forever, and having just entered it, they had already suffered such heavy losses. Perhaps their clan would send other kinsmen to reinforce them upon seeing that they hadn't returned