Amidst the wind and frost, a squad was hunting a Frost Earth Dragon.
The Earth Dragon was soon at a disadvantage. Just as it was about to be slain, a roar echoed from afar. In the distance, snow billowed like waves as a figure charged toward them. It was another imposing Frost Earth Dragon.
"Not good, the male Frost Earth Dragon is back!" The squad captain's expression faltered slightly before he roared, "We still have time! Finish off this female!"
Although Frost Earth Dragons had wings, they couldn't fly. It would take the male over a dozen breaths to reach them. If they could finish off the female within that time, they could avoid being pincered by the pair.
"Hurry, we have six breaths left!"
"We're not going to make it!"
"Damn it!" the squad captain roared. He raised his massive blade high and unleashed a powerful blast of Flame Saber Qi. It carried an incredibly strong Fire's Great Trend, annihilating all frost in its path.
