With a loud whoosh, Yu Wenxiong was sent flying backwards.
Boom Boom Boom Boom...
He blazed a long, deep trail through the buildings of the Long Night Star Palace as his battered body then shot upwards toward the sky.
At the same time, Sikong Jing gasped for breath.
The warriors of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace from hundreds of years ago were incredibly strong; the Fire Bone Battle Dragon far surpassed the one he had tamed with an inner core by countless times.
Even so, escaping unscathed today was still out of reach!
"Palace Master..."
Just then, figures began to converge around Yu Wenxiong, both shocked and anxious.
The Palace Master had actually been blasted into such a sorry state by a mere kid with a Spirit Martial Root.
They couldn't bear the repeat of an event from hundreds of years ago, much less bear the humiliation of their Long Night Star Palace by a nobody with a Spirit Martial Root.
