The two top-notch experts, who stood at the peak of Lingjiang, could not withstand a single moment in front of the dragon corpse. Even the formidable tiger-wolf formation, formed by thousands of soldiers, collapsed.
Countless soldiers spat out blood and exploded into a bloody mist under the overwhelming force of the dragon. They were all defeated by Qin Huai's hands.
Qin Huai looked at the soldiers scattered across the mountain, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He urged the dragon corpse to descend from the sky like a whip, creating a fierce wind that rumbled like thunder.
However, just as the dragon was about to fall to the ground, the floating dragon head crashed down, stirring up dust and splattering the frozen earth.
Blood trickled down the corner of Qin Huai's mouth, and his entire body went limp. "At least I managed to deliver the final blow," his voice trembled.
