Lu Xiaotian raised a hand and struck out with his palm, hitting the base of another hill. A dragon's roar rang out, and a mass of rocks exploded. A huge, ocher-colored dragon burst from within, roaring as it swept straight toward Lu Xiaotian.
Wu Yunhai's face was grave. He had cultivated this Dragon-Guarding Illusory Mountain Art for many years, incorporating his insights into the technique and its divine abilities. He thought highly of Lu Xiaotian, and had opened with his most powerful move. That Dragon-Guarding Beast was the culmination of his painstaking cultivation, hidden within the mountains. Only one of the mountains was real; the rest were illusions.
Among the tribe's Celestial Immortal-level dragons, there were some who could break his illusions. But when they couldn't see through them at once, they would first strengthen their defenses to avoid being caught off guard, then force him to reveal where his true killing move lay.
But Lu Xiaotian was the first person Wu Yunhai had ever encountered who had broken through his fused divine ability and illusion without a moment's hesitation.
Since his little tricks had been exposed, all that remained was a head-on assault. Wu Yunhai gritted his teeth and beckoned with his left hand. Two flying swords edged with dragon scales, one large and one small, slashed toward Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian still hadn't moved. He let the two flying swords shoot toward him, but their force couldn't fully break through the Dragon Domain around him. Lu Xiaotian merely flicked his fingers twice, and with two metallic clangs, sent both swords flying away.
Seeing Lu Xiaotian flick away the two dragon-scale swords with such ease, Wu Yunhai's expression changed drastically. Before he could react, Lu Xiaotian turned his hand over in midair and pressed it downward, as if the