One person, one blade, piercing through the remaining ten-meter-long dragon body, killing their way out from the dragon's head.
This time, the Angry Sea Flame Flood Dragon didn't even have the chance for a wailing.
The blazing dragon head plunged into the sea, staining large swathes of seawater red with blood. Flames burned the water, creating thick steam.
Lu Ran stood in mid-air, gripping the hilt of the blade with both hands, the Eight Desolate Blade poised before him.
Scalding dragon blood dripped continuously from the blade.
"Awaken, Eight Desolates..."
Lu Ran murmured, his blood-stained eyes fixed intensely on the Eight Desolates Annihilation Blade.
The hilt in his hands buzzed, its vibrations growing increasingly strong.
Lu Ran was overjoyed, filled with anticipation.
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...
"Pop!" In the sea, the enormous corpse of the Angry Sea Flame Flood Dragon shattered into spots of energy.
