High in the blood-colored heavens, Yang Wei and Blood-Dragon stared each other down, their gazes anything but friendly.
Blood-Dragon snapped its jaw open, and a powerful gust spread across the Dragon's Peak Mountain Range, causing the cloud-wreathed mountains to crumble bit by bit.
Despite the intense force, Yang Wei remained unshaken.
Blood-Dragon, feeling annoyed and insulted, sent another wave of powerful blood discs at Yang Wei.
Humph~!
With a cold snort, Yang Wei performed several double-handed mystical mudras before shooting out one hand to summon his spirit furnace.
Dao of Spirit-forging Alchemy!
The cauldron appeared with a bright surge of blue light, expanding until it dwarfed Yang Wei.
With fluid, stream-like movements, Yang Wei waved his hands in the air, drawing all the blood discs into his spiritual furnace. This time, he wasn't planning on blocking or dodging them.
