The two dragons collided and fought relentlessly in the sky. The Wu Family's Grand Array barely held for a moment before it was torn to shreds.
Wu Jingyuan had only managed to achieve Core Formation through the full support of his kinsmen, so his feelings for them ran extremely deep. Seeing his people fall in droves, he was filled with towering rage and unhesitatingly activated his last remaining Spirit Talisman.
The next moment, an incredibly dense golden light instantly enveloped his body.
Wu Jingyuan's eyes and hair turned gold, as if he had transformed into a Divine Being from the legends.
With a casual wave of his hand, he recalled the Cold Qilin to his side, then leaped onto its back.
