"So you still think you can escape? Dream on." More Underworld Dragon chains burst out of the ice coffin. In the void, they transformed into lifeless dragon shadows. In the blink of an eye, the shadows filled the surrounding space, forming an airtight encirclement.
Facing these Underworld Dragon chains, Lu Xiaotian wouldn't dare catch them with his bare hands. Even though he had cultivated the Nine-Turn Dragon Seal and reached a considerable level in dragon combat techniques, he still didn't want to take that risk lightly.
Lu Xiaotian raised a hand, and the Fangtian Halberd appeared in his grasp. A mighty dragon's roar rang out. The lifeless Underworld Dragon shadows in the surrounding space seemed greatly intimidated, and their movements inevitably slowed.
Seizing the moment, Lu Xiaotian brought the Fangtian Halberd down in a fierce slash. Clang! Clang! Clang! The Underworld Dragon chains seemed unable to withstand the halberd's sharpness, and one after another were severed in a single strike. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen chains had been cut in two. The once-ferocious dragon shadows shrieked and split apart as well, then vanished without a trace.
"How is this possible?" The gaunt, ghostlike face on the side of the ice coffin was filled with shock. It had never expected the dragon weapon in Lu Xiaotian's hands to possess such power.
No, the Fangtian Halberd's power alone couldn't possibly be that great. Recalling what had just happened, the ice coffin realized that when the Underworld Dragon chains were struck, the Underworld Dragon souls within them seemed to have been suppressed somehow. As a result, the chains had been cut before they could unleash their true power.
The ice coffin's attention settled on the Fangtian Halberd. What a formidable dragon weapon! The ghostlike face on its side