Gradually, the twisted creatures charging forward became fewer and fewer, with mangled flesh and bone fragments stretching over several kilometers in a gruesome scene.
Li Zheng swung his blade into empty air, as the last twisted creature was pierced through by a Celestial Dragon Race warrior with a long spear, tearing it into pieces with a casual shake, displaying astonishing combat power.
Watching this scene, Li Zheng's heart trembled: "Even such a powerful Celestial Dragon Race was annihilated here, leaving only their battle intent, condensed into the Battle Intent Domain. How overwhelmingly strong must that emotion storm be?"
After killing the last twisted creature, the Celestial Dragon Race warrior smiled at Li Zheng and sighed: "My path, not alone."
In the next moment, all the Celestial Dragon Race spirits manifested as bodies simultaneously turned into streams of flowing light, drifting back and finally merging into the Golden Light Zone.
