"Die!"
A roar resounded.
He Yan finally took action, his body swelling as he ignited crimson Blood Flame. He held a giant spear he had picked up from somewhere and, after sprinting a hundred meters, hurled it into the sky.
The spear, too, was enveloped in Blood Flame, and it quickly hit the Mist Shadow Dragon. However, this time the Mist Shadow Dragon was prepared—numerous black smokes formed a tornado, deflecting the spear. Meanwhile, the dragon's figure faded and vanished into thin air under the watchful eyes of the onlookers.
The Fog Hidden Dragon was naturally capable of invisibility, excelling in concealment and surprise attacks, making it hard to detect.
The next second,
a huge figure appeared above He Yan, just a few dozen meters away, close enough to touch, and it unleashed Dragon Breath right down on him.
He Yan was immensely alert and initially intended to dodge, but suddenly a pain struck his head.
Immediately, the Dragon Breath overwhelmed him.
