Water dragons roared, and waves surged.
Flood Dragons formed from seawater rose from the sea one after another, soaring with immense Spirit Essence and power. Yet before long, Frost Breath imbued with the utmost chill froze them solid.
Wind Claws struck them, tearing the frozen water dragons apart again and again.
Blue Spirit Essence flickered in their eyes, as though revealing their unwillingness to yield. Yet they could only watch themselves shatter and fall, crashing onto the sea in chunks before the surging waves swallowed them.
After Fang Qianyuan declared his coming victory, Golden Toad True Person refused to believe him and continued their fierce battle, only to discover, to his astonishment, that the wound on his chest was steadily worsening.
No matter how he suppressed or expelled them, the darkness and Ice Power inflicted by the Dark Demon Claw kept resurfacing, like a festering sore clinging to the bone.
They were like an inexhaustible poison, slowly but relentlessly devouring his vitality and consuming his Origin Energy.
With Golden Toad True Person's cultivation and strength, holding them off for the moment was no problem. But as time passed, they had already become an enormous burden.
On top of that, Fang Qianyuan kept him entangled in battle.
He was like an elusive whirlwind, constantly circling Golden Toad True Person, sometimes drawing near, sometimes darting far away. Whatever means Golden Toad True Person used against him, he always evaded or neutralized them one by one.
Fang Qianyuan was imitating Xia Yifeng's Guerrilla Tactics. Golden Toad True Person finally felt the profound malice coming from Central Province.
In truth, Fang Qianyuan did not yet have what it took to bring out the essence of these tactics. He lacked a Spirit Creature like the Windrider Beast, and Little White, his mount, excelled at black