"Interesting."
Watching the Stone-carved Giant Dragons surge toward him from every direction, Yang Ming wore the faintest hint of a smile.
Why could these stone statues, which had once been True Dragons, become puppet-like constructs so many years after their deaths? Was it simply to guard the Dragon God's Ruins?
Or was some earth-shattering secret hidden within them?
All sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind, but Yang Ming never slowed his steps. In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished from the spot, leaving only two deep footprints in the floor as proof that he had ever been there.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Gale Step combined the essence of Soru from the Six Powers with Wave-Treading Slash. With Yang Ming's strength now far beyond what it had once been, his supersonic speed meant that everyone could hear only the sound of his clothing slicing through the air, while his movements were impossible to follow with the naked eye.
Even when Zi JI and Ice Empress tried enveloping their surroundings with their spiritual power, they caught only a fleeting silhouette within their spiritual networks, unable to make out Yang Ming's features.
If even these two outstanding Ferocious Beasts could do no better, what hope did the Stone-carved Giant Dragons have, reduced as they were to mindless puppets possessing nothing but physical strength?
"Bang!"
Only after the explosive crash did everyone react. Looking toward the sound, they saw that Yang Ming had somehow already cleaved a sixty-meter-long Stone-carved Giant Dragon to pieces with a single stroke.
That sound seemed to mark the beginning of an utter rout.
Immediately afterward, the sounds of a sword swinging and stone statues shattering rang out without end.
"Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!..."
Like firecrackers set