True Dragon's Wrath Shakes the Nine Heavens

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At this moment, Long Aotian sighed inwardly.

Faced with this attack, there was no way for him to evade. His body seemed to have been shackled in place, unable to move even an inch.

That terrifying dragon claw, carrying thunderous power as mighty as heaven itself, swept toward him head-on. Blue-green lightning kept expanding in his pupils...

"Screech—"

A sound like fabric being torn apart exploded through the air.

Long Aotian was sent crashing down from the sky, his body slamming heavily into the ground and kicking up dust for thousands of meters.

The dust billowed like a mushroom cloud, rising like surging waves and obscuring the entire sky, completely swallowing his figure behind a gray curtain.

Yet Niu Tian's expression showed not the slightest relaxation. His gaze pierced through the dust as he stared in surprise toward where Long Aotian had fallen.

Though the dust blotted out the sky, Niu Tian's perception had already clearly seen Long Aotian's condition within it.

His eyes were filled with astonishment.

"A mere level ninety-seven Super Douluo actually took one of my attacks head-on with his body and survived. He can indeed be called a genius among his peers..."

His voice carried the caution and curiosity of one who had encountered an unexpected delight. "Tell me, how did you do it?"

At that moment, a figure slowly rose from the dust.

He was covered in dirt, his face grimy and disheveled. A trace of dark-red blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth and slid down his chin.

A faint golden light emerged over his chest and other vital areas of his body.

The glow seemed inconspicuous, yet it radiated an indestructible aura.

Long Aotian then coughed several times. The sound was like