A Heavenly Dragon Realm powerhouse! Black Floating Bone Emperor and the heavily wounded Nether River Blood Mosquito were both filled with shock.
By comparison, Black Floating Bone Emperor was far more shaken. At his peak, he had also been an emperor-level powerhouse. Now, although he had barely managed to retain his emperor-level cultivation, his strength was no longer remotely comparable to what it had once been.
But he had reached that level before, so he understood even better just how terrifying the Heavenly Dragon aura before him was. It far exceeded the limit he had once been able to reach. Judging by its aura alone, even he and Cloud Capital Demon Ancestor together would likely be no match.
The Dragon Clan's strength truly lived up to its reputation.
After his initial shock, Black Floating Bone Emperor quickly recovered. The aura behind the other party's attack had indeed been terrifying, but its strength didn't seem so overwhelming that he couldn't accept it.
That move had broken his formation mostly because of the other party's impeccable timing. He had used the least strength to achieve the best result.
Roar! Lu Xiaotian's remnant body transformed into a cyan dragon phantom, roaming through the void.
After being trapped beneath Nine Nether Weak Water for hundreds of thousands of years, he could once again feel the vastness of heaven and earth. A sense of freedom, of being able to roam without restraint, filled his heart.
"Senior Brother Lu." Su Qing narrowed her eyes as she gazed at the cyan dragon above. At that moment, she and Luo Qian felt that all the countless hardships and dangers they had faced over the years had been worth it.
It was still a long way to go before Senior Brother Lu's body would be whole again. She didn't