Cao Cao stood on the Black Dragon's back and flew toward the Tree Spirit, which towered more than thirty meters tall.
Cao Cao held a sword in each hand, both custom-forged by a Dwarven master and incomparably sharp.
He narrowly evaded the sweep of the Treefolk's enormous hand. Beneath his feet, the Black Dragon spat a blast of dragonfire at the Treefolk's head.
Flames engulfed the Treefolk, whose massive body began to shake violently. Treefolk feared fire.
The flames spread over the Treefolk's entire body, drawing agonized howls.
Seeing this, Cao Cao struck hard with the Azure Rainbow Sword. A streak of Sword Qi dozens of meters long cleaved the Tree Spirit in two, and he hurried toward another part of the battlefield.
Hua Xiong was locked in a fierce battle with a Tiger Spirit. As a Golden Core Realm cultivator, he was evenly matched with his opponent. Just then, a vampire transformed into a bat and flew toward them.
Hua Xiong narrowly dodged the Tiger Spirit's claws and kicked the creature away. Before he could pursue, the bat suddenly transformed and lunged for his throat.
His Golden Core Realm spiritual sense could detect certain dangers. He tilted his head slightly, avoiding the attack, only for his opponent to transform again at once and drive a pair of sharp claws through his abdomen.
Hua Xiong winced in pain. With his other hand, he took a dagger from his Spatial Ring and slashed hard at the vampire's wrist.
The dagger was keen enough to slice through the wrist. Hua Xiong was just about to dodge away when he caught sight of the Tiger Spirit charging at him from the corner of his eye.
The vampire held Hua Xiong fast with one arm, leaving him unable to move. Seeing the Tiger Spirit