The Celestial Dragon Divine Sword slashed through Ming Chen's body. The razor-sharp Sword Aura traced a thin, arcing line from his waist outwards, slicing even the Netherworld Fire in two upon contact.
Ming Chen's eyes shot wide. As he tried to look down, his torso slid away from his legs. A torrent of blood gushed from the wound as he collapsed to the ground. Severed in two, he was completely immobilized.
"Let's die together..."
A cruel smile spread across Ming Chen's face. At his mental command, the three Nether Dragons behind him roared and charged. Even the Netherworld Treasure Pearl began to unleash its Netherworld Fire, which surged forward in a frenzied attempt to devour everything.
The resulting inferno was terrifying. It was as if the Netherworld Treasure Pearl was venting all the fire within it, erupting madly in every direction. More and more Nether Dragons charged out, one after another, in a seemingly endless stream.
