He withdrew the Moon Xuan Sword. It was a lustrous, pale white, unstained by a single drop of blood.
'The Mystical Immortal Gauze is truly a great weapon for ambushes, but it's a shame it's incomplete. It wouldn't be nearly as effective against human Cultivators...'
Bai Zichen's heart was still pounding. The Black Flood Dragon had been so heavily wounded that its actual strength couldn't even compare to a Tier Three Top-Grade Demon Beast.
And yet, it had a Secret Technique for instant recovery, and could even elevate its power infinitely until it was just a hair's breadth away from a Tier Four Transformed Great Demon.
No, it was more like it already had one foot in Tier Four. The trace of pressure it exuded had been like a needle to his back, a definite sense of threat.
'Among Demon Beasts, bloodline truly is supreme. You can't underestimate any Dragon Beast. Who knows what kind of Divine Power Secret Techniques they might have inherited?'
