Bang... The Purple Dragon vanished, and the demonic dragon's body was likewise forced back several hundred meters. It raised its enormous head and stared at the tall, white-clothed youth ahead, its eyes filled with intense hatred.
He had been certain of victory in that attack, yet Lin Taichu had suddenly turned against him, driving him back and nearly killing him. This hatred was irreconcilable.
"What should we do?" Lin Taichu murmured. He was confident he could kill Murong Yuan, but it would take considerable effort.
Moreover, this matter would inevitably draw the other three ancient great families here. That was something he did not wish to see, but if Murong Yuan was allowed to live, they would never know peace.
"Hmph!" Murong Yuan snorted coldly, his icy gaze fixed on Lin Taichu. "You want to kill me? You truly underestimate me. None of you will leave alive today."
After speaking, Murong Yuan lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers. His eyes closed as though he had entered some peculiar state, and the entire space fell silent.
After a long while, Murong Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was incomparably sharp as he shouted coldly, "Explode!"
As his voice fell, a cracking sound rang out. The altar beneath Lin Taichu's feet suddenly shook, then cracks spread across it, quickly covering its entire surface. Layers of stone chips peeled away and fell. Lin Taichu's gaze instantly froze, his face filled with astonishment. It was the altar.
Buzz... A dazzling purple light abruptly erupted from the altar. The light grew ever brighter, gradually gathering at a single point, as though it had transformed into a purple blazing sun. An invisible wave swept outward, enveloping the vast area.
Lin Taichu only felt his mind violently tremble. Then, the scenery around him began to