"Pfft—"
Suddenly, the Fire Dragon's body shattered into pieces, transforming into endless fire runes, dispersing into the void, disappearing from this realm.
The void was still filled with a faint acrid sulfur smell; besides this, there was nothing left to prove the Fire Dragon's existence.
Zhou Yan suddenly regained consciousness at this moment. He gently cast a Green Water Sword Dao aura on himself to cleanse the Blood Qi off his body.
Upon awakening, Zhou Yan discovered that during his brief interaction with those purple eyes from the Dark Land, blood was uncontrollably oozing from his mouth, ears, nostrils, and eyes.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Liu Haoxin asked with great concern.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou Yan, you've defeated the Fire Dragon, but are you injured as well?" Hua Qiudao asked with some worry.
Zhou Yan shook his head and said, "It's fine, no need to worry. These pursuits will not happen again."
