From a distance, one could see a tiny figure effortlessly swinging a colossal beast, hundreds of times larger than himself, as easily as if he were waving a scallion.
This extreme contrast made the sole "spectator," Jingwu True Monarch, frown, his expression slightly changing, as he was about to intervene and help.
However, in the next moment, the Tenth-Order Cold Demon was abruptly flung away, but as it flew across the air, countless blinding thunder lights erupted from within its body, signaling its grim fate and severe injuries.
At this moment, a mournful wail echoed from the dragon's mouth, quickly reverberating through the Cloud Sky, temporarily overshadowing the endless thundering, causing those who were clueless below to have a drastic change in expression.
Jingwu True Monarch's expression subtly softened, immediately looking towards Zhao Sheng, unable to hide his surprise, thinking to himself, "This person showed mercy, could it be..."
