Nell and the long-faced man exchanged grim looks and nodded. They both knew the truth well—the three-headed black dragon wasn't just a peak Legend Rank beast in name. Its vitality, its power, its ferocity… all of it placed it at the top of the food chain.
For the yellow-faced young man, who was only at the 7th level of the Legend Rank, to trap it even for a short time was already a remarkable feat. There was no time to waste.
Without a shred of hesitation, Nell's whip cracked through the air like a streak of scarlet lightning, carrying Yin energy so thick it made the surrounding air feel cold. The long-faced man roared, his own mana surging as he launched his strongest martial art—a wide, palm-shaped energy wave glowing with oppressive yellow light.
