Thud!
Crack!
In the blink of an eye, Lin Hui suddenly felt an immensely powerful jolt at the tip of his lightning spear. Its once unstoppable momentum was forcibly brought to a halt by tremendous force.
Looking up again, he saw that the descending bolt of lightning had also been borne by the dragon shadow soaring into the sky.
"How is this possible?! How could she do this?!"
His strongest killing move had actually been blocked by his opponent. Lin Hui's mind shook violently, and once the radiance of the lightning spear dimmed, the sight before him drove the shock in his heart to an indescribable height.
He saw a dragon claw covered in black scales tightly gripping his lightning spear.
The might of the lightning arts fell upon those scales and instantly scattered apart. Let alone piercing them, it could not even leave the faintest scratch.
When he raised his eyes and followed that dragon claw to Murong Qiuhan behind it, the horror in his chest began to breed and spread beyond all restraint.
It was not just that arm. Most of Murong Qiuhan's body was now covered in black scales.
A dragon tail had grown from behind her, dragon horns had sprouted from her forehead, and even the left half of her face had transformed into the beastlike visage of a dragon head.
The golden pupil of that dragon eye shone with particular brilliance, yet when Lin Hui met its gaze, he could feel none of the nobility or sanctity a true dragon ought to possess.
There seemed to be nothing within it but ferocity, savagery, and an almost mad desire.
Under that gaze, fear surged forth from Lin Hui's heart once more.
Finally, when the lightning spear in his hand was snapped and crushed by the dragon