Crack, crack!
Several sharp cracks rang out.
Once the light faded, a great hole appeared in the vast ocean. The True Dragon's Dao Domain had been damaged, splitting open a fissure. A crack appeared on the Dragon Pearl, as large as the mouth of a bowl, running through half of it.
The True Dragon and Xuanming spat blood at the same time. Blood sprayed out and dripped to the ground, blooming into crimson plum blossoms, glaringly vivid.
The reason the former spat blood needed no explanation. The latter suffered a backlash from the destruction of the Mountains and Rivers Diagram.
"What a formidable True Person Xuanming!"
The True Dragon spoke through gritted teeth.
Alongside his Hatred for Xuanming, he now felt a measure of fear toward the old Daoist. To wound his enemy by a thousand, the man had willingly wounded himself by eight hundred.
This True Person was ruthless! And decisive!
To win, he had detonated a half-step Dharma Treasure without hesitation.
"The green mountains remain unchanged, and the clear waters flow forever. I shall remember today's grudge and repay it a hundredfold another day."
Heart aching, the True Dragon retrieved his Dragon Pearl and left a few harsh words behind. He withdrew his Dao Domain, shook his head and swung his tail, then rode the clouds and mist away, fleeing deep into Azure Dragon Mountain.
It had been only a little over a month since he became a Spirit Refining Demon King, and he had barely stabilized his cultivation realm. Now that he had suffered grievous injuries, he had to return and enter seclusion as soon as possible, repair his Dragon Pearl, and stabilize his cultivation. Otherwise, he might fall to a lower realm, and the loss would far outweigh any gain.
He could no longer spare any