Dongfang Long panted lightly. He had just used his Soul Bone Skill-Phantom Clones. Although it had successfully fooled Long Ma and drawn him away for the moment, it had also consumed a great deal of Soul Power.
He rapidly weighed his options, recalling his chase with Zuo Tinggang and considering how he could shake him off completely.
Yet things rarely went as one wished.
Just then, Zuo Tinggang suddenly appeared before Dongfang Long, blocking his path.
His eyes blazed as he stared fixedly at Dongfang Long, radiating an immense pressure, his aura cold and dangerous.
"Are you a spy from the Crimson Church?" Zuo Tinggang asked coldly.
Dongfang Long did not answer. Instead, he stared back at Zuo Tinggang.
As the wielder of the Frost Wyvern Martial Soul, his eyes also shone with a cold, resolute light.
In an instant, Dongfang Long launched a ferocious attack, flashing through the darkness, every movement accompanied by howling, bitter winds.
"First Soul Skill-Frost Blade!"
Frost power gathered in his hands, transforming into sharp blades of ice that swept forward.
The ice blades traced dazzling paths through the night sky, gleaming with cold light like countless brilliant meteors plunging earthward.
Zuo Tinggang remained utterly composed in the face of Dongfang Long's attack.
His gaze stayed locked on Dongfang Long. With his powerful Void Insight, he accurately predicted the trajectories of Dongfang Long's attacks.
"Fourth Soul Skill-Heavenly Teal Feather-Shattering Slash!"
A pair of enormous wings suddenly unfurled behind him, their feathers a translucent blue.
As he moved, the wings gave off a faint glow that stood in stark contrast to the darkness.
His hands swiftly formed seals, and the wings behind him beat at once. Wind Blades flew from them, forming a dense rain of cutting wind.
The Wind Blades tumbled through the air with