"Hmph. Master gives me delicious food. There's no way I'd betray him," Yin'er retorted without hesitation.
"Jin'er, Yin'er, hurry and kill him. Once it's done, I'll buy you third-grade Spirit Grain."
"Third-grade Spirit Grain!" Yin'er's eyes lit up, and she nearly drooled.
Jin'er and Yin'er exchanged glances and nodded to each other. They raised their hands together, sending countless strands of gold and silver shooting from their sleeves.
The golden and silver threads wove together, transforming into a two-colored net thirty to forty zhang across, which descended over the white-robed child.
"You don't know what's good for you. I don't know how you managed to take human form at Level Seven, but I'll make you understand that the gap between Level Seven and Level Eight isn't something you can easily overcome." The white-robed child gave a cold snort. He opened his mouth, and a streak of white light shot out, striking the two-colored net in a flash.
With a crackling sound, the two-colored net quickly froze over and fell from the sky.
"Your true forms aren't flood dragons? In that case, I have nothing to hold back." The white-robed child's eyes turned cold.
He rolled across the ground, transforming into a White Flood Dragon more than fifty zhang long, much larger than the previous White Flood Dragon.
"Roar!"
A deafening dragon's roar rang out. The White Flood Dragon opened its gaping maw, and a streak of white light shot out, speeding straight toward Jin'er and Yin'er.
"Dodge! Don't take it head-on!" Shi Yue shouted a hurried warning.
Although he had warned them in time, Jin'er and Yin'er were still a beat too slow to react.
The white light enveloped them both, freezing them into ice sculptures.
With a clear cry, a two-zhang-tall Crimson Fire Phoenix swooped down and landed on