The clothing on the man's right arm had been shredded, his flesh torn open and scorched black. Even now, streaks of pitch-black lightning coiled around the mangled arm like maggots clinging to bone, impossible to dispel, sizzling without end.
"Looks like you aren't much of a dragon, either..."
Hun Changqing stood at the center of the Blackwood Forest Sea, with Hei Xuan lightning pitch-black overhead. Like a god or demon bringing destruction upon time itself, he looked at the newcomer and spoke indifferently.
The man's face was also filled with shock. The Transforming Dragon Art he cultivated had long since tempered his physical body to a terrifying degree.
In his previous battles against experts of the Alien Demon King Palace's rank, even they had struggled to breach his bodily defenses.
Yet now, those defenses had been utterly useless against this strange black lightning. Even recalling its cold, corrosive aura made his heart tremble!
"Th-this is Lord Qingzhi!"
At that moment, the sect leaders trapped within the Blackwood Forest Sea, their auras already terribly feeble, recognized the newcomer's face. Shock swept over them before hope instantly rekindled in their vacant eyes!
Qingzhi was a Samsara Stage expert known to almost everyone on the Tianxuan Continent, one of the Human Clan's strongest forces against the Alien Demons. Now that he had appeared, he certainly would not stand by and let Hun Changqing kill them!
Just as everyone expected, Qingzhi's expression grew solemn as he addressed Hun Changqing.
"My friend, if these sect leaders offended you earlier, I apologize on their behalf. I hope you can forgive them.
"The Alien Demons are gradually awakening. Without these leaders, the Eastern Xuan Region will soon fall to their invasion. They cannot die, so I hope you will grant me this courtesy!"
As everyone looked toward