The sharp killing intent transformed into a long sword, slicing through the incoming ray of light in an instant. The flames did not falter, and swiftly morphed into a roaring fire dragon charging forward.
The sword of killing intent clashed fiercely with the Blazing Flame Fire Dragon. The terrifying shockwaves swept across the heavens and the earth in an instant, obliterating countless floating meteors in the starry sky.
The flames staggered backward before swiftly withdrawing, revealing their true form.
Standing there was a figure stepping on Wind-Fire Wheels, wielding a blazing spear, wrapped in Red Silk, exuding an extraordinary aura!
"True Monarch, you are overly domineering. I haven't even approached your hall and already suffered your sword strike."
Nezha's breath gradually steadied as he approached the True Monarch Temple, speaking with a teasing tone.
