In the dim Underground Cavern, Glowcap Mushrooms still grew everywhere, shedding a hazy radiance like silver moonlight gently spilling over the earth.
Yan Heyan wore a grave expression. The aura of his Spirit Garment surged unevenly around him as he panted like a wounded beast.
Only with great difficulty had he won a moment to catch his breath and retreated to a corner of the Underground Cavern to cling to life, but he knew that he had few chances left.
If he could not mount an effective counterattack in a direct clash, he might very well...
Die here!
Yan Heyan unobtrusively glanced aside and saw Yan Song, Old Xing, and the others gathering around him, their expressions equally solemn.
For those of human rank to take on an earth-rank opponent was never easy. Even with superior numbers and a battle formation that fused their auras and pooled their strength, they still faced enormous risks.
And even if they won, this battle would inevitably leave them with grievous casualties.
All of them had come to this battle prepared to die.
Yan Heyan's lips moved as though he wanted to say something, but in the end, he stopped and signaled Yan Song with his eyes instead.
Yan Song's gaze flickered, and he gave an almost imperceptible nod.
Just then, Earth Dragon suddenly moved again.
He, too, seemed to have been using their brief standoff to familiarize himself with this entirely new body. His life experience and combat experience would not normally have allowed him to catch Yan Heyan's lapse in attention, yet through his dragon eyes, it was as plain as watching a fire, naturally laid bare before him.
The True Dragon Eye was said to possess an innate divine ability to perceive the truth of this world. It could see through