A dragon has a reverse scale; touch it, and death is certain.
That was merely a saying of the mortal world.
For a true Seventh-Rank Martial Artist Dragon Emperor, its reverse scale was the toughest part of its body's defenses, where the essence of a dragon's origin was concentrated.
Yet at this moment, this strongest scale had become its sole weakness.
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It was a tiny scratch, so slight it could almost be ignored. It had been caused by Spatial Rift fragments cutting it when it forcibly passed through an unstable spatial gale.
Li Zhengyang had noticed this flaw.
"Break!"
The man had yet to arrive, but the spear had already struck.
Li Zhengyang poured every last bit of a Sixth-Grade Martial King's power into the Dragon-Gallbladder Golden Spear without holding anything back.
At the spear tip, crimson-gold True Essence was compressed to a dangerously extreme degree, forming a constantly spinning energy drill.
This strike was the pinnacle of his martial path thus far!
A trace of genuine surprise finally flashed through the Dark-Gold Dragon Emperor's vertical pupils.
It had not expected this ant to discover its imperfection, much less dare to attack its reverse scale.
This was no longer a provocation.
This was desecration!
For the first time, a soaring dragon roar exploded above Blackwind Pass.
It was not sound, but a pure shockwave of energy.
Wherever the sonic wave passed, visible ripples spread through space. Rocks on the ground were lifted up in sheets before being reduced to dust.
Li Zhengyang, who bore the brunt of it, felt as though his soul had been smashed by an invisible colossal hammer.
Blood instantly seeped from his seven orifices.
Yet his charge did not slow in the slightest.
His teeth were clenched tight, and the madness and resolve