Xiao Yan used every Dou Technique he could wield against the enemy below.
He even took the time to knead two Fire Lotuses out of flame and toss them down.
Since he wasn't using Dragon Marks to cast them, their power was greatly reduced.
When he fused Beast Flames, the increase in power didn't even make up for the difficulty of the fusion.
But they were still techniques capable of easily killing a Dou Zong expert.
Xiao Yan was confident of that.
And yet, the aura below still remained.
It was faint and fleeting, almost impossible for an ordinary person to detect.
But it was still there.
The fellow down there wasn't just alive—he still had enough strength to fake his death and prepare a sneak attack.
As expected of a Dou Sheng expert. The man was impossibly tough.
Even after being gravely wounded like this, he could still withstand Xiao Yan's attacks. Xiao Yan couldn't imagine how terrifying he must have been in his prime.
Along with his admiration, Xiao Yan couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
He was flying above, raining down attacks on the ground below as if he had the upper hand. But in reality, that wasn't the case.
The Dragon Armor formed by fusing all his Dragon Marks was far beyond his ability to control.
To have held on this long had already far exceeded Xiao Yan's expectations.
Maintaining it for much longer was almost impossible.
Xiao Yan had to make a decision now:
Either he removed the Dragon Armor, lost the boost in power, and got killed by the man below;
Or he got himself blown to pieces.
"Looks like I'll have to try another approach."
Xiao Yan changed his line of thought.
If Dou Qi couldn't kill his opponent, could soul power do