The air fractured under the pressure of their combined auras. Flames, alchemical vapors, and sword-light churned together into a storm of killing intent that made the surrounding trees bow and splinter.
Tian Lei's draconic eyes narrowed. They think this form is just for intimidation? Fine… let's see how long their bravado lasts.
With a thunderous roar, the Ice Dragon's wings beat once—sending a blizzard gale rushing outward. The Rising Sun Sect cultivator was the first to move, leaping into the air wreathed in golden flame. His blade ignited with a sunburst flare, cleaving through the cold winds in a single arc aimed straight for Tian Lei's head.
Before the strike could land, Tian Lei twisted his massive body with serpentine grace, the blade slicing only air. His tail whipped forward like a glacier-born hammer, smashing into the cultivator's guard. The man coughed blood mid-flight as he was hurled through a cliff face, stone collapsing around him.
