"It's impossible, absolutely impossible! How could a little girl like you possess the Dragon Slaying Sword?"
Seeing that the West Dragon King had clearly lost his composure, Zi Yan sneered.
"Heh, nothing is impossible. When you chose betrayal, you should have foreseen this outcome."
With that, Zi Yan flashed forward and swung her sword at the West Dragon King. He had wanted to dodge, but under the suppression of the Dragon Slaying Sword, he could not move at all.
One of his arms was severed by Zi Yan's blade, and the West Dragon King let out a miserable scream.
"No! Spare me! Spare my life! I surrender, I submit! I swear I'll never betray you again!"
"Unfortunately, I won't give you a second chance. Go die!"
Seeing that Zi Yan was determined to kill him, the West Dragon King could only make one final desperate attempt to survive.
Roar!
With a dragon's roar, the West Dragon King reverted to his true form, the broken horns and severed forelimb visible on his massive body.
As he spoke, the West Dragon King, now in his true form, opened his enormous maw and tried to swallow Zi Yan whole.
"Still making one last struggle? Heh, what a pity. It's all futile."
The Dragon Slaying Sword in Zi Yan's hand suddenly enlarged. With a single swing, the West Dragon King's enormous head fell to the ground.
Blood gushed out, raining across the entire area. Zhu Mu and Xuan Mo were both splattered with the West Dragon King's blood, and at that moment, there was nothing but fear in their hearts.
Looking at the West Dragon King's headless body, Zi Yan stood in the air with the Dragon Slaying Sword in hand, like a God of Slaughter.
"The West Dragon King is dead. If anyone