"This works out perfectly. Hunting it will be even easier."
A cold smile curled across Shen Lian's lips, and the battle intent in his eyes grew fiercer.
Dealing with such a "watered-down" Million-Year Soul Beast would not only grant him a genuine Million-Year Spirit Ring, but also save him plenty of effort. It was simply the perfect prey.
Shen Lian stopped holding back. Soul Power surged wildly through his body, and the nine Spirit Rings on the Dragon-Slaying Blade lit up in succession.
Blade radiance rained down like a storm, forcing the Ten-Headed Sun-Burning Dragon to retreat again and again. Its scales were constantly sent flying, and its golden blood dyed half the blood pool red.
The Ten-Headed Sun-Burning Dragon panicked completely.
It could not understand it. It had clearly evolved into a Million-Year Soul Beast, so why was it being driven into such a state by a human?
The Soul Masters it had once regarded as ants now seemed like an indestructible blade, relentlessly tearing through its defenses.
"Roar—!"
The Ten-Headed Sun-Burning Dragon let out a deafening roar. Its ten dragon heads jerked upward, and madness flashed through their golden vertical pupils.
The Asura God Power within its body erupted completely. All ten dragon heads opened their massive jaws at once, and the dragonfire they spewed was no longer ten rivers of flame. It converged into a sea of fire that covered the entire blood pool, staining even the sky gold.
This was its ultimate trump card, an eruption gained by burning through its life force. It swore to reduce Shen Lian to ashes.
Shen Lian looked at the boundless sea of flames, but his face showed no fear.
He tightened his grip on the Dragon-Slaying Blade. His seventh Spirit Ring suddenly lit up, and dazzling crimson-gold light enveloped