"ROAR—!!!"
The Thunder Flood Dragon threw back its head and roared. Its cry exploded like thunder, shaking the entire basin.
Its scarlet slit pupils locked onto Dong Lin and the others on the shore, its savage killing intent utterly undisguised.
"Fall back!"
Dong Lin shouted sharply, forming seals with both hands as a wall of lightning rose before them.
Almost simultaneously, the Thunder Flood Dragon opened its jaws and spewed a bolt of violet lightning as thick as a bucket, slamming it into the lightning wall.
"BOOM!"
The lightning wall shook violently, spiderweb cracks spreading across its surface, but it held against the attack.
Thanks to Dong Lin's supreme mastery of Lightning Arts, even this Thunder Flood Dragon barely surpassed him in that discipline.
"What incredible power!"
Han Xiao's expression turned grave. "This Third Rank Thunder Flood Dragon is harder to deal with than the Heavenly Music King!"
That was indeed the case.
Though the Heavenly Music King was a Third Rank Demon King, he was a newly ascended one who had broken through only a few years ago,
and the environment of the Thunder Marsh Mystic Realm suppressed his strength, leaving him short of a Golden Core cultivator at full power.
The Violet Lightning Flood Dragon, however, was born with a lightning affinity. In the Thunder Marsh Mystic Realm, it was like a fish in water, able to unleash all its strength and even enjoy an additional boost.
"Senior Brother Shi, Senior Brother Han, Senior Brother Shen, protect Junior Brother Gu and the others as you retreat! I'll cover the rear!"
Dong Lin spoke in a low voice, his gaze fixed on the Thunder Flood Dragon overhead.
"Junior Brother Dong Lin, you alone..."
Shi Meng spoke anxiously.
"Trust me!"
Dong Lin cut him off,
"Go! I have a way