The ice crystal that could penetrate any creature's defense suddenly became as if it had no mass.
The Sea-Dragon of suppressive might thought of an impossible situation, and its dragon eyes emitted an orange glow.
In the windless hall, a ferocious gale suddenly sprang into existence.
To summon wind and rain is the dragon's prerogative, and beyond the golden fierce flames and the icy breath, the Sea-Dragon, as the ruler of the depths, possessed the ability to alter the weather.
But for a creature of cataclysmic level, every move it made possessed unimaginable destructive power.
The storm seemed to be compressed into an incredibly small space.
Tang Xian could see the air currents continuously converging, compressing at a certain point.
A mass of black energy, like a tiny black pearl, slowly grew larger and larger.
