"Just as one would expect of the Supreme Heavenly Dragon. Even at the critical moment, he could still pull off such a stroke of genius." The last wisp of Frenzied Battle Heavenly Dragon's divine sense let out a feeble laugh.
"Perhaps there's still hope for this battle after all." The remnant soul of the Torch Dragon, which had nearly despaired, suddenly rallied. Yinglong and Frenzied Battle Heavenly Dragon had already gone ahead of him, and he, too, was about to vanish completely.
Yet to see the dragon race turn the tables against the odds in his final moments—nothing could have brought him greater joy.
"Don't delude yourself!" Yu Xuan Heavenly Emperor gave a cold snort. His figure flashed as he made to charge straight toward the Immortal Lord fortress.
"Stay right where you are." The Torch Dragon's remnant soul spared no cost, summoning the last of his strength to cling stubbornly to his opponent.
On the other side, Honghao Heavenly Emperor also tried to break free of his opponent's entanglement, but for the moment, he could not manage it.
Compared with these three old dragon monsters who were already in their twilight years, Lu Xiaotian, the Supreme Heavenly Dragon, was at the height of his power. Once he broke free of the Dragon-Slaying Guillotine's restraints, he would be like a tiger returning to the forest or a flood dragon plunging into the sea. Who knew what twists and turns might follow before they could suppress him again?
"No!" Mu Yuanzheng's eyes filled with terror as he watched the Dragon Wolf Riders sweep toward them in a gale, scattering everything in their path like fallen leaves. He had already given everything he had for this battle. Before this, he had repelled soul tides dozens of times, doing his utmost for the