ROAR!
The colossal earth dragon, formed from the stone and soil of Coldspire Peak and the surrounding hundred li, had a massive body and an awe-inspiring presence.
It raised its head high, blotting out all the storm clouds overhead.
Evan Lin spat out a mouthful of blood. His Grand Dao Foundation Art was pushed to its absolute limit, and his body was nearly drained of spiritual qi—even the fire dragon beneath his feet now burned dimmer than ever.
"Damn you, Heaven! Come on! Bring it!"
Evan clenched his fists, his face pale but his fighting spirit blazing.
The Three Maiden Spirits stood in front of Lily Zhao, blocking her path.
They were ordered to stop her, but seeing Lily Zhao simply standing there without moving forward, the Three Maiden Spirits also halted.
All three turned around together, gazing in awe at the gigantic dragon head rising from below—even as spirits, they were stunned, faces full of reverence.
The massive earth dragon moved slowly.