"You still want to wipe out Black Wind Stronghold? You're courting death!"
Black Dragon Basta roared in fury, and a terrifying spacetime domain erupted from his body. This was the Dragon Domain. Dreadful black energy instantly corroded an area spanning hundreds of millions of kilometers.
Vaguely, dragon roars rang out from the depths of the void, shaking spacetime and warping the laws. In an instant, Xia Ping's Spatial Domain trembled violently, as though fine cracks had appeared within it.
This power of spacetime alone far surpassed that of ordinary ancient Saints. As expected of the Dragon Race—their innate gifts were astonishing, and their combat power off the charts.
"You dare cause trouble at our Black Wind Stronghold? You must be tired of living."
"Since you brat want to die, I'll gladly grant your wish."
"Die! I'll send you to meet the Underworld God right now."
The many dragon bandits of Black Wind Stronghold refused to be outdone. Each radiated savage ferocity as they attacked together, unleashing terrifying divine abilities at Xia Ping.
In an instant, hundreds upon thousands of dreadful torrents of energy poured down like rivers of laws, piercing through spacetime and erupting with utterly devastating power.
"Sluggish!"
Before Xia Ping could act, Wells, the Sluggish Dragon beside him, made his move. A gray Sluggish Domain spread from his body, instantly covering the entire Black Wind Stronghold.
Under the effects of the Sluggish Domain, the hundreds upon thousands of energy torrents slowed by more than tenfold. Even the movements and consciousness of these dragons became sluggish.
Even Black Dragon Basta, who had reached the ancient realm, was mildly affected.
"Hm?!"
Seeing this, Xia Ping raised an eyebrow. The Sluggish Dragon's special ability truly was inconceivable. Wells had not even reached the Immortal Realm, yet the power he wielded carried