She did not hide the contempt in her words, but to Baili An's ears, the blatant scorn seemed to conceal another layer of subtle anticipation.
Time is running out for Baili An.
Even with the Dragon Slayer Sword pinning the Dragon Tail, Afu Tu couldn't hold back the Netherworld Dragon for long. After learning the Spirit-controlling incantation of Central Netherworld from Yin Baishuang, Baili An, carrying his guqin, sought a high vantage point, overlooking the massive dragon's body stretched like a mountain range.
The surging magma had begun to burn into black-purple flames, causing the Malevolent Spirit suppressed in the earth veins to grow restless again.
Wildfires closed in, the giant dragon moved through the abyss, and countless ghosts followed like shadows, the surroundings becoming apocalyptic as if to devour the world.
Ten miles from the dragon's belly, there was a natural mine shaft impervious to water and fire.
