The Lin Yao Emperor stood on a floating stone cliff, its pair of gold and red eyes like two divine beads constantly flickering with fiery ripples, captivating anyone who saw them turn!
Zhu Minglang made the first move, and being able to wake his sword at will in Dragon Gate was an extremely exhilarating experience. To tell the truth, Zhu Minglang's hands had been particularly itchy of late, and facing off against a Demon Emperor of this caliber had quickly immersed him in the thrill of battle.
Yu Shanhan observed for a while, and only after Zhu Minglang had managed to suppress the Lin Yao Emperor's momentum did she strike with her sword. All her Flying Immortal Swords were extremely sharp and cunning, primarily targeting the already broken golden hide and silver scales to widen the wounds, restricting the Lin Yao Emperor from all sides and preventing it from exhibiting its full strength.
