Wei Wujie called out and immediately charged to the forefront. His dragon form lashed out. Its terrifying Dragon Power, seemingly capable of rending mountains and shattering peaks, annihilated endless voids as it ferociously barreled towards Qi Xiu, carrying immense Vigor.
Shaking his head and seeing his Master had spoken, Qi Xiu knew that today's fight could not be avoided.
"Then today, Qi Someone shall experience the abilities of my esteemed senior brothers and sisters," he said.
With a glint in his eye, Qi Xiu swept out his great sleeve. A massive palm, formed from billowing purple fire, covered the sky and crashed towards the dragon tail Wei Wujie had whipped at him.
CRACK! An explosive sound echoed.
An almost tangible, ring-shaped shockwave of residual power swept out, blasting open layer upon layer of distorted, warped void.
