Roar—
Fallen Dragon let out a desperate roar, and every ounce of his Abyssal Energy was flowing out, painting the surrounding with darkness. All of a sudden, the Fallen Sky expanded rapidly and shattered the ice energy, pushing down the sea of flame bit by bit.
Seeing this scene, Han Bingling's eyebrows creased together involuntarily. Fallen Dragon was deserved to be one of the leaders during the past earth-shattering battle. Even the combination of Principal Tian and her power could not suppress him. Not to mention she could clearly see Fallen Dragon's current state was far from fully recovered. She couldn't imagine how powerful he was at his peak.
A peerless divine sword silently appeared in Han Bingling's hand as she pointed it toward the sky. In the next moment, a dazzling blue moon appeared among the dark sky, radiating an icy aura. A gust of bone-chilling wind quickly swept the entire area, and snow could be seen falling down.
