Tens of thousands of dragons formed a battle array.
Zhu Rong commanded the array, and its combined power was comparable to that of an early-stage Quasi-Saint.
However, against Qiongqi, they could only struggle to hold on, unable to counterattack.
Qiongqi's strength had already recovered to the peak of the early Quasi-Saint stage.
Meanwhile, with Zhu Rong commanding the array, they could barely match a Quasi-Saint who had just entered the stage.
On top of that, Zhu Rong was injured, making him even less of a match for Qiongqi.
As for Ancestral Dragon, he fought with wild fury.
The Ancestral Dragon Pearl was gone!
A long spear appeared in Ancestral Dragon's hand once more. As he swung it, countless bolts of divine lightning surged with incredible force.
He hurled them straight at the other three fierce beasts.
Ancestral Dragon fought one against three. Every time he struck, the power he unleashed was enough to nearly destroy a minor world.
A sea of lightning spread in every direction, engulfing the three fierce beasts.
But the three beasts were thick-skinned and tough, and suffered little damage.
Only when they were struck by the spear did the Thunder Law Power, carried by Ancestral Dragon's bloodied blows, wound them, leaving gashes across their bodies.
Wounds inflicted by the Thunder Law Power could not heal quickly. Blood continued to rain down from the sky.
But as time passed, the three fierce beasts began to suppress Ancestral Dragon's overwhelmingly aggressive attacks.
Although Ancestral Dragon was at the mid-stage Quasi-Saint level, the three beasts were early-stage Quasi-Saints themselves. They were no weaker.
Overwhelming Ancestral Dragon without the Ancestral Dragon Pearl was difficult, but they still managed to turn the tables on him.
By now, Ancestral Dragon had begun to suffer injuries as well.
One claw mark after another