Dongluo Pass.
The fierce sun blazed like fire, and the land felt like a steaming cage.
Sunlight penetrated through the dense layers of leaves, casting copper coin-sized shimmering spots on the ground.
Upon Dongluo Pass, a winding black flood dragon rushed towards it from afar.
"Roar!!"
The black flood dragon roared and charged toward Dongluo Pass.
"Ding ding!" "Ding ding!"
Instantly, arrows fell like rain inside Dongluo Pass, densely shooting towards the black flood dragon.
An Jing, dressed in a black robe, stood on the dragon's back as protective true qi swept around him, melting the incoming arrows into powder the moment they approached.
As for the rest, they struck the black flood dragon but couldn't pierce through its scales.
Suddenly, all the arrows dissipated, and a figure appeared atop the city walls, "Ghost Swordsman, long time no see."
The newcomer was none other than Lin Tianhai, head of the Azure Dragon Sect.
