The dragon slammed headfirst into the net of light.
But.
The net of light did not budge.
The dragon's body shuddered violently, and it let out a roar that shook heaven and earth.
Whatever ultimate move it unleashed, that entire area was completely enveloped in impossibly dense black mist.
Yang Yong looked at the people beside him.
They looked just as bewildered. Clearly, none of them could see what was happening inside the mist.
Only Cao Xianming stared thoughtfully at one of the pillars of light, his thoughts unknown.
All they could make out within the mist were blinding flashes of golden light and the rumble of wind and thunder.
From time to time, a savage dragon claw broke through the mist, or a dragon scale flickered into view.
An earth-shaking battle to the death was clearly taking place inside.
But.
Everything was shrouded in black mist, leaving everyone to speculate wildly.
The fierce battle lasted less than ten minutes.
All they saw was this.
The dragon suffered a blow to its back and was smashed out of the mist.
It plummeted to the ground like a meteor, crashing into a mountain peak and bringing it down.
Nearly half an hour passed, and the dragon still had not taken flight again.
Just as everyone thought it would perish there-
Boom!
The dragon's silhouette shot into the sky once more!
Only this time, it no longer charged at the heavens.
Instead, it turned in midair and fled at top speed in a certain direction.
In an instant, it shrank to a tiny black speck. Another blink, and it vanished completely.
Dead silence reigned on the mountaintop.
Everyone struggled to process the sight that had overturned everything they knew, their mouths hanging open for a long time.
Yang Yong silently compared all