With one palm, he blasted the stone cage blocking his path to pieces, while his long tail whipped toward Xiao Jinghong behind him.
The tail was like a sharp sword, as if it meant to slice the young man in half.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Just as the tail was about to reach the young man, a massive shield formed from gathered boulders appeared between them.
But the shield didn't even last a single breath before the sweeping tail smashed it to pieces.
Fortunately, that brief opening was enough for Xiao Jinghong to dart beyond the reach of its tail.
"Phew, phew, phew!"
He let out several ragged breaths, still shaken, then forced a smile. "Oh, getting impatient, are you?"
The old dragon truly lived up to its place among the top thirty-six caves of the Ten Thousand Demon Lair. Though his strength had made great strides over the past few centuries, he was still no match for the old dragon. He didn't even dare meet its attacks head-on.
"Impatient your mother! If you don't get lost, you bull-nosed bastard, I'll slaughter every Human Race city under the Dao Alliance one of these days!"
The Nether Dragon Ancestor roared, threatening him before flying straight toward its Cave Abode without looking back.
It had spent half its life's effort forging its natal weapon from its reverse scale, and someone had already pulled it out. Why had it only sensed this now?
Could an array master have taken advantage of its absence to set up an array that concealed their presence?
The more likely that seemed, the angrier the Nether Dragon Ancestor became. It even secretly resolved never to go bathing again, no matter who invited it.
"Creeping lizard, you think you can leave that easily?"
After briefly steadying his breathing, Xiao Jinghong