A small droplet of water instantly turned the tide of the entire battlefield.
The black mist that had been a huge headache for everyone else turned into water vapor floating in the air under the influence of the droplet.
All of this naturally came from Ni Yang in the sky.
"Kid, my power is limited now, I can only help you this much."
A divine thought was transmitted, and the giant dragon shadow slowly disappeared, the sky returning to peace once more.
At this moment, the chaotic spiritual energy around had been completely absorbed, the atmosphere began to heal, and the loss of air was under control.
"Thank you, Ni Yang, this level is already sufficient."
Zhang Xiaoman displayed a joyful expression on his face.
He hadn't expected that Ni Yang would not only help him absorb the red spiritual energy but also conveniently trap the monster.
