On the other side, the Half-Dragon race and the Dark Northern team were also sealed by the white chains condensed by Yu Quan.
In the palace where the Dark Northern race was, many Dark Northern clansmen were also watching the battlefield. When they saw that Kun Yao was easily trapped, their eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Submit or die!"
Yu Quan's expression was cold, like a high and mighty god.
Kun Yao and Long Jiu were still trying to struggle, but under the white chains, their faces became ferocious. They didn't say a word.
"Dark Northern Sea Transformation! Heavenly Patrol!"
"Dragon Rage! Nine Dragons Soar!"
Just as Kun Yao and Long Jiu were about to collapse, voices sounded from the base of the two races.
Accompanied by two Transcendent powers.
Whoosh!
A monstrous wave swept toward Yu Quan.
The other was a deafening dragon roar.
Roar!
Creak!
