Nine fire dragons soared into the sky, the profound aura staining the moonlit clouds, startling the immortals in the cave.
The Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield engulfed with a mighty force, pressing towards Zhang Evil. Meanwhile, Zhang Fan stomped the ground with one foot, darting in another direction.
"Kid, you can't escape."
Zhang Evil let out a long howl, his chest heaving like a bellows. The next moment, a sharp whistle pierced through the cold, clear street like a siren, and a fierce gale surged from his mouth, as if descending from the nine heavens, crushing the nine fire dragons into pieces.
This wasn't a Daoist Skill, but the power of Zhang Evil's physical body.
Sect Leader Realm, with an Inner Core formed, the human body transforms, with a robust physique. The lungs breathe like a wind tunnel, akin to a heavenly aperture, the breath inhaling and exhaling covers the clouds.
"Indeed, a powerful Sect Leader!"
