Watching that stretch of space collapse into a vast black hole that showed no sign of recovering, she confirmed that nothing had escaped from it. Even the waves and lightning ever-present between sea and sky were being swallowed continuously by the suction of the collapsing black hole. And when she sensed that aura unique to the Immortal Realm plummeting rapidly until it dissipated, the Mirage Mother relaxed all at once, wild delight showing in her blood-red dragon eyes.
I, Sheng Luoyang, killed True Lord Evolving Transformation!
I killed True Lord Evolving Transformation in a head-on, one-on-one fight!
"Pfft-"
Her thoughts surged, plunging from sudden terror into sudden joy. Through these violent highs and lows, the Mirage Mother immediately lost control of her injuries and vomited great pools of blood.
The Mirage Dragon's head and horn stood as high as the clouds. Now, the blood she vomited fell from the heavens like a blood-red waterfall spilling from the clouds, crashing heavily into the sea and sending waves surging. The vivid red, sweetly fragrant dragon blood spread swiftly through the water, staining a vast stretch red in an instant.
The Mirage Dragon kept vomiting blood in frightening quantities, accompanied by continuous, thunderous coughing. The Mirage Mother's aura also declined rapidly, her draconic might falling. Clearly, she had suffered injuries severe enough to damage the foundation of her cultivation.
This was only natural. For the Mirage Mother's injuries did not come-or rather, did not come solely-from the blow of Marshal Deng's dragon claw she had taken while concealing her release of the Bright-Yang Cloud-Piercing Divine Light. The root of her grievous injuries lay in her detonation of her own Mirage-Origin Dragon Pearl.
No one knew that, after becoming a dragon, the Mirage Mother had refined her own Dragon Pearl into her Star Swirl