Extra Chapter 97

"Dragon Staff—!" / "Snake Blade—!"

"Dragon Snake Strike—!!!"

A deafening layered roar echoed through the canyon as a Green Claw Green Mane Golden Dragon suddenly appeared in the clouds, majestic and imposing.

The masked man in white looked up at the restless green-clawed golden dragon before him. A cold gleam burst in his eyes, and the five fingers of his hand, clad in a dark-gold gauntlet, clenched into a fist. He barked, "You've got nerve—!"

As his voice fell, rings of light emerged from within him one after another, and the phantom of a gigantic chrysanthemum that seemed forged from metal appeared behind his back.

As his martial soul and Soul Rings manifested, a terrifying pressure spread outward in every direction without restraint, whipping up an even stronger storm in the already sand-filled canyon. Its might was not the slightest bit weaker than the Green Claw Golden Dragon in midair—in fact, it was faintly even above it!

At that moment, the Green Claw Golden Dragon suddenly dove, biting down toward the masked man in white. Within its wide-open maw, a green fireball more than two meters in diameter condensed in an instant and was spat toward the masked man in white first.

It could be seen that even the faint aura scattered by the green fireball as it traveled caused the stubborn grasses growing in the canyon to wither and die instantly. The strength of its poison was obvious!

"Poison Dragon Flame—!!!"

Only after the green fireball had engulfed the masked man in white did those three layered words arrive belatedly, entering the ears of everyone at the edge of the battlefield.

It was called late, but in truth that was a sensory illusion. In reality, from the formation of the Poison Dragon Flame to its engulfing the masked man