Dragon Slaying!?

After Lian Nishang burrowed into Long Ming's body, Yin Kuang's assault grew even more violent and savage. He was practically tearing into Long Ming in a suicidal frenzy. He had to create an opening for Lian Nishang!

As for Long Ming, though he had originally been quite afraid of death, he now displayed a ferocity no less than Yin Kuang's. If Yin Kuang bit off a chunk of his flesh, he would immediately tear away a layer of Yin Kuang's skin. Amid their vicious struggle, rain formed from pooled blood poured down in torrents. And because Purple Dragon flesh and blood continually fell into the spatial fissure, more and more spatial turbulence gradually gathered beneath Yin Kuang and Long Ming without them realizing it.

This life-disregarding battle of mutual tearing and devouring rapidly hastened both their deaths. Yin Kuang, who had already been at a disadvantage, was showing clearer and clearer signs of defeat. Exhaustion, pain, the depletion of dragon soul power, and other factors had long since left him unable to keep going. Under Long Ming's equally fearless biting, one of Yin Kuang's foreclaws was bitten off, while the other was forcibly torn away. Nearly half his neck had been eaten away, exposing stark dragon bones and sinew. His midsection was also suffering the relentless ravaging of Long Ming's claws, spilling organs and flesh along with the rain-like dragon blood.

Now, Yin Kuang relied solely on his mouth, clamping down on Long Ming's neck without letting go. His strength was nearly exhausted, his energy had fallen to its lowest point, and the continuous loss of blood and muscle had begun to cloud his mind. It could be said that he was not far from death's door. The only reason he could still bite down so stubbornly was his tenacity,