Thus, Li Zhixuan was in no hurry to approach, and instead continued to control the Blood Sea, condensing streams of Sword Qi that shot toward the black Flood Dragon's scarred body.
Roar—
The black Flood Dragon let out a painful howl, its massive body beginning to convulse, its aura growing increasingly feeble.
But even so, Li Zhixuan had no intention of getting close. She knew that creatures of the Dragon and Snake Species possessed a special ability: no matter if they were down to their last breath, or even appeared dead with their heads chopped off, they could erupt in a powerful counterattack!
Countless creatures died in their jaws every year because of this.
For someone like her who had survived countless bloody battles, this fact could never be forgotten.
So even when Li Zhixuan sensed that the black Flood Dragon had finally expired, she didn't immediately approach to collect her spoils.
