"Don't let him move!" The leader of the divine sword sect roared, his eyes glowing with a golden light, just like his sword.
In front of him, the colossal figure of the false demonic dragon, the only demonic beast left, its scales twisted and covered in horrible wounds.
A spear was plunged into its chest while a sea of ice surrounded it, trapping it in place.
After another moment of preparation, the leader of the divine sword sect attacked.
His sword tore through the air with all the power of an expert at the peak of the transcendence realm, a golden trail accompanying his movement towards the dragon's enormous neck.
The beast roared, its demonic Qi leaking out, its blood-red eyes filled with pain and despair.
"Die!" One last scream was all it heard before the attack tore through it's scales, flesh and bones, its pupils losing their light as its decapitated head fell to the ground.
"Shit..." Yanxiao spat, his body shrinking to its usual size, smaller but still imposing.
