In the midst of Qingqian Mountain.
The Old Dragon King unleashed his divine might, slaying an old demon and scaring off seven or eight minions; he had no intention of retreating and continued to brandish his Great Spear, shouting his desire to flaunt his martial skills further.
His shouts did not last the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
He saw about a dozen demons charging toward him.
This dozen demons were led by five or six old demons.
"By our king's command, we are here to take your life!"
Those five or six demons had no intention of talking; they swung their weapons as soon as they approached, aiming to take the Old Dragon King's life.
"Let's see if you have the skill," the Old Dragon King snorted coldly, raised his Great Spear, and struck toward those five or six demons.
The fray of seven demons turned into a chaotic battle, each showcasing their magic powers in a vicious duel, the clanging and clashing sounds were endless.
...
In the clouds above.
