On this side of the Xuanyong Battlefield, there were several other branches of the Dragon-Seeking Office whose strength was comparable to that of the Starfire Palace Master and the Bound Dragon Venerable. However, the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable's strength was absolutely among the top three of all these branches.
Especially since he had previously grievously injured the Nine Capitals Dragon King with a strike from across the air, he had left a deep shadow in the hearts of all the undead dragon race.
"I never thought Fellow Daoist Bound Dragon would actually die in battle here. This is truly a great loss for my Dragon-Seeking Office. However, whoever dares kill a fellow member of my Dragon-Seeking Office—regardless of who they are, whether above the heavens or beneath the earth—I will grind their bones to dust and scatter their ashes, to honor Fellow Daoist Bound Dragon's spirit in heaven!"
The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable's imposing aura swept outward. Wherever it passed, the undead dragon aura blocking his path retreated one after another.
After expending so much strength, the undead dragon aura was already no longer capable of restraining a powerhouse like the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable—especially now that the grand formation controlling the entire situation had developed flaws.
"Oh? Then let me see what you can do." Lu Xiaotian knew that if he did not speak up now, the morale of the undead dragon race—or the Eastern Sea Dragon King—would be completely crushed.
"So you were the one who killed Fellow Daoist Bound Dragon. No wonder you have such ability, having usurped the formation core." The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable's beard and hair flew wildly as he gazed like lightning toward the core of the Longangxia region.
"Do you have the courage to come out and fight this old man fairly?"
"What a joke. Reinforcements