Xu Yan swung his sword in a single strike, slicing through the chains binding Ao Hong's dragon body, shattering them with ease. Ao Hong was overwhelmed with excitement, letting out a jubilant dragon roar and ascended into the air, transforming into a robust middle-aged man with a handsome appearance, adorned with a pair of small dragon horns upon his head.
"Thank you for the rescue, Ao Hong," he exclaimed gratefully.
"It's no big deal," Xu Yan replied with a wave of his hand.
"Ao Hong, how did you end up trapped here?" Qing Yu asked, puzzled.
Ao Hong sighed, a touch of helplessness and melancholy in his expression.
"Back during the great battle, I was nearly severed in half, and it was Brother Taicang who sent me off the battlefield, allowing me to escape..."
