The arrangements, while sounding complex, were actually completed in but a few breaths.
The group of talented cultivators intended to surround and interrupt the old monster's casting, but apart from Tao Qian, the rest were more or less affected by the Heavenly Dragon Zen Sound.
Tao Qian dared not get too close, lest he be swallowed whole.
After a few breaths had passed, Tao Qian suddenly realized that he had become an isolated individual forced to confront Yang Longxi alone.
The only consolation: the old monster had self-mutilated too much, losing mana, and his realm had consequently fallen slightly, leaving him unable to recover for a while.
Without the many appendages and the dragon's tail, he was still hideous and nauseating, but there was also an added touch of hilarity.
Tao Qian was still not polite, scoffing out loud.
The next moment!
