Submission

Facing the attacks of Long Aotian, Emerald, and Thunderbolt, Hang Xiuwen's expression instantly turned far more grave.

Long Aotian's strength was incomparably tyrannical as he unleashed a Space-Rending Claw.

The formation laid down by the five of them shook repeatedly under the blow.

Emerald's Five-Colored Divine Light disrupted even the circulation of their spiritual power, placing immense pressure upon their primordial spirits.

"There really is a black flood dragon within Water Moon Grotto-Heaven!"

"And a Five-Colored Peacock!"

"Could they be the guardians of Water Moon Grotto-Heaven?"

Hang Xiuwen had not believed the rumors circulating outside.

But now that he had seen them with his own eyes, he finally believed.

"Our Water Mirror Sect is the inheritor sect of the Water Moon Fairy, with the Water Moon Fairy as our founding ancestor."

"Please stop. There is no need for us to fight to the death!"

Hang Xiuwen mistakenly believed that Long Aotian and the Five-Colored Peacock were guardians of Water Moon Grotto-Heaven.

He thought they had regarded them as invaders, which was why they had attacked.

"I don't care what sect you belong to. Either hand over your soul blood and surrender, or die!"

Ever since reaching the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, Long Aotian had become exceedingly arrogant.

Within the Spirit Transformation Realm, he scarcely regarded any human or demon beast as worthy of his notice.

"This time, I have to put on a good show for Master."

"I absolutely can't let that feathered bird steal the spotlight!"

Its body rapidly expanded, transforming into its enormous flood-dragon form, as massive as a mountain.

"You think hiding inside a turtle shell will keep you safe?"

"Let me show you the terrifying divine art of the Dragon Clan!"

"Dragon Claw Tears Space!"

With a sweep of its claw, a gigantic dragon