A smile curled at the corner of Mo Shang's mouth.
Watching the palm strike Xuan Yi sent clawing toward him, Mo Shang instantly transformed into a dense cloud of black mist that spread in every direction. He vanished from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was back in the sky.
Just as the experts on the battlefield held one another in check, a brilliant blaze suddenly appeared in the distant sky.
The surging flames radiated terrifying heat. Even before they arrived, their fierce energy fluctuations drew the attention of everyone on the plains.
"Roooar!"
A faint roar, dragonlike yet not quite a dragon's, came from the sky. As its sound waves descended, an indescribable pressure spread across the plains.
Then a massive dragon of raging flame hurtled toward the plains where the Starfall Pavilion stood at terrifying speed.
Its rider had yet to arrive, but the terrifying heat already filled the experts fighting on the plains with apprehension, irresistibly drawing their gazes.
What had been no more than a black speck on the distant horizon hovered above everyone's heads in the blink of an eye.
Everyone looked up. Both the Hall of Souls experts and the people of the Starfall Pavilion showed astonishment, their expressions varying as they studied the figure standing atop the fire dragon's head.
Xiao Fan stood on the enormous flame dragon in midair, his hands clasped behind his back. His black robes billowed in the wind, and terrifying pressure radiated from him.
The enormous flame dragon coiled through the air, the terrifying heat of its heavenly flames scorching space until it warped.
"Senior Brother!"
A trace of delight appeared on Xiao Yan's face when he saw Xiao Fan in the air.
But his battle with Huang Xuan had already reached a fever pitch. This was