Another black jade dragon was impaled.
"Your grandfather tried to kill me when I was nothing but a meridian formation expert." Dyon's laughter shook the Gate. "Imagine that, a celestial fell beneath the sword of a meridian formation expert! What a pathetic Daiyu Clan!"
Chenglei's body shook with rage. A dragon's breath of black flames erupted from his lips, drenched in the scent of death.
Bold type qi appeared within Dyon's body in an instant, mixing perfectly with his mercury-like blood and creating a shield spanning more than a hundred meters.
The sight of a beam of flames being stopped by a seemingly thin film of energy shook them all the more.
