Su Han was cultivating in seclusion within the blood pool, while Xiao Tian and Jing Yun were still fighting over it. They exchanged blows, deploying a full array of techniques. Victories were traded, but neither could secure a decisive advantage.
"The True Dragon Essence Blood is mine, Jing Yun. Since you refuse to see reason, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Xiao Tian gasped for breath, his face deathly pale and his body covered in wounds, but his arrogant nature hadn't diminished in the slightest. The continuous battles without a conclusion had made him grow impatient.
WHOOSH!
