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Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the dragon's back, Gaia's muscles bulged as he hammered the same spot with punch after punch. Every blow struck flesh, every blow sent blood spraying. That area had long since become a bloody mess, with stark white bone exposed.
Long Aotian was furious beyond measure. He, Long Aotian, had once rampaged across countless worlds, fought the "Nameless" Headmaster alone and survived. In the end, he had merely been split into four parts and imprisoned in different places. Though that endless imprisonment had not been pleasant—indeed, it had been utterly miserable—at least he had never given up. Now that he had finally escaped, he could not even deal with two little brats. Instead, they had actually wounded him. This was practically a dragon stranded in shallow waters, mocked by shrimp!
Anger could devour reason, but it could also grant strength. Long Aotian was no exception. Blazing with rage, he no longer cared whether his body could bear it and released one hundred percent of his Purple Dragon Soul Power. In an instant, his draconic body was engulfed in raging violet flames.
"You little bastards, endure the roasting flames of my fury! Hahaha!" Long Aotian's consciousness pulsed outward.
Yin Kuang, who was biting Long Aotian's tail, immediately felt a scorching wave of heat rush over him. In his mouth, it felt as if he were biting not a dragon's tail, but a massive burning coal. Yet since they both possessed Purple Dragon Souls and their soul powers clashed, Yin Kuang did not suffer much soul-searing pain. What truly made his heart sink was Long Aotian's suddenly overwhelming strength. As Long Aotian twisted with all his might, the irregular ring