When the Foul Celestial Dragon saw Yan Ji's Demon Bat Crescent Blade and Ji Ting's unyielding spear thrust, his eyes brimmed with unabated admiration. He also felt even more respect for Lu Xiaotian, this Dragon Lord.
Even with Lu Xiaotian, their backbone, absent, the various races of the Dragon Domain still maintained a high degree of cohesion.
Whether Yan Ji or Ji Ting, both possessed the aptitude and battle instincts of top-tier demon-lord-level experts. Their pride was beyond imagination. Even a Heavenly Emperor would find it difficult to make them submit wholeheartedly.
Even Heavenly Emperors found it difficult to make the titled Immortal Lords under them throw their lives away so fearlessly, battling an emperor-level powerhouse whose cultivation far surpassed their own.
They had fought for a chance from an extremely disadvantageous opening, despite not even seeing any hope of victory. Yet they still battled bitterly without regard for the consequences. Such courage to live and die together was something he had rarely seen elsewhere.
It was precisely because Yan Ji and Ji Ting charged forward without hesitation, and because the Foul Celestial Dragon unleashed a dying, furious blow, that when the Qiumeng Demon Ancestor sensed that the situation was bad and repeatedly tried to escape, he was still clung to and held fast.
Relatively speaking, the Sacred Boulder Dharma Manifestation was playing a somewhat smaller role now.
"Strike!" As the Sacred Boulder Dharma Manifestation brought down another Flawless Sacred Seal, the dragon army shouted in unison. Countless blades, spears, hammers, and halberds gathered into several enormous weapon phantoms and descended upon the Qiumeng Demon Ancestor from all directions.
"Bold fools! If you want my life, then you can die too!" the Qiumeng Demon Ancestor roared in shock and fury.
The Foul Celestial Dragon was one thing, but the other