The silvery-white icy dragon showed a clear expression. A twinkle appeared at the tips of its frosted claws as it malevolently pounced Xue Ying.
"It’s good that you’ve appeared." Despite his primary mission being to rescue people, Xue Ying was also planning to wanted to seize this opportunity to temper himself some more. After all there was already nobody left in the Xia Clan who could match him. Even this tempering he was doing in the Deity world was quite casual.
Xue Ying didn’t even attempt to dodge, instead using his spear to directly swing across in a brazen motion. The spear’s shaft curved, and the scene of black stars revolving reappeared around it; he was once more employing his most power-oriented secret skill, the Chaotic Suppression.
Hong!
The shaft of his spear collided directly with the dragon’s claw.
