The fierce battle between Liu Changxu and the eighth-tier Azure Dragon lasted until dusk the following day.
The eighth-tier Azure Dragon had thought he could defeat Liu Changxu easily, never expecting such tenacious resistance. Not only was his magic power running low, but he had also suffered considerable injuries.
A flicker of resentment crossed his enormous eyes. But seeing that he could gain no advantage through his strength alone, he hesitated no longer. His massive body instantly transformed into a brilliant streak of azure light, shooting across the sky like a meteor and swiftly vanishing into the distance, leaving only the howl of wind behind.
Liu Changxu was hardly any better off. The once-gleaming Ruyi Golden Armor he wore was now battered, its surface covered in deep scratches that seemed to tell of the battle's ferocity. Some sections of the golden armor had even caved in, and the once tightly interlocking plates had loosened, revealing glimpses of his wounded skin through the gaps. He stood in midair, breathing somewhat heavily, and only let out a quiet sigh of relief after watching the eighth-tier Azure Dragon leave.
"Husband, how are you?"
Wu Xuege flew to Liu Changxu's side and asked anxiously, "Are your injuries serious?"
Liu Changxu's face was a little pale, but he managed a faint smile and reassured her, "I'm fine. Don't worry. I've just used up quite a lot of magic power."
As he spoke, Liu Changxu steadied his breathing and focused his mind, beginning to circulate the Red Lotus Immortal Scripture to heal his wounds. His hands formed seals, and he murmured incantations. As he practiced the cultivation method, vast magic power began coursing rapidly through his body.
Nourished by his magic power, the wounds that had been streaming blood began healing at a speed visible to