Han Zhan, has arrived!

This sword light was his all-out strike, hitting just at the moment when Yinglong escaped and ascended, catching it off guard.

The sword light pierced through everything from top to bottom!

"Roar!"

A huge gash appeared above Yinglong’s head, with black liquid gushing out.

Where the Dragon Pill should have been, the interior was actually empty!

Without giving Han Zhan time to react, Yinglong’s tail swung fiercely, compressing the air and producing a deafening sharp explosion.

In the trajectory of the tail’s movement, there was even a series of consecutive white mist.

When the tail struck Han Zhan, the terrifying force even began to twist and deform the Profound Armor he wore!

This was a Tier Eight item, the Demon Crossing Cloak.

It could reduce damage, with a Tier Eight damage reduction of up to thirty percent!

Now, under Yinglong’s tail sweep, the Profound Armor manifested by the Demon Crossing Cloak had sunken deeply, with noticeable gaps at the impact site.

Bang!

Han Zhan was knocked flying, stopping only after a full hundred zhang.

The clouds in the sky were stirred by the battle between the two, drawing a long straight line.

Han Zhan’s move also gave the Jiuli people below a brief respite.

"Who is that?"

"Being hit by Yinglong’s full-force strike, he should be half dead if not dead, how is he still standing?"

"Why do I feel like Yinglong seems to be even more injured?"

Discussions began to rise.

Li Wu had already completed his transformation in advance, and his stature, similar to that of the four chieftains, at least kept him from being indiscriminately attacked as if he were an Alien Race.

"This Yinglong itself is at the Tier Eight Peak level, now combined with a malevolent spirit. Even if it hasn’t completely broken through to Tier Nine, it’s not far off."

"In the entire Jiuli Tribe, unless the Great Chief steps in, no one can decisively defeat it."

"Let’s go together!"

As it’s an evil spirit, there’s no need to talk about fair duel. The four chieftains and Li Wu attacked together, filling the gap left by Han Zhan being knocked back.

Facing the siege of these five giant warriors, Yinglong roared skyward.

All the crimson scales on its dragon body fully expanded, shimmering gold-red under the sunlight.

One after another, sinister eyes opened again from the scales.

The entire area above the river was shrouded in a gray aura of death.

The five strongest Jiuli giants had barely approached when the gray death aura clung to their bodies.

The corrosive toxicity took effect instantly.

Almost immediately, their flesh began to dissolve, revealing the white bones beneath.

Right after, even the bones started to blacken, with the poison penetrating to the marrow!

The four chieftains roared in fury and chaos.

With their defensive strength, they couldn’t withstand in this death aura for long.

Among the five, surprisingly, Li Wu, the newly ascended Great Power, held on the longest.

Though his flesh was also decaying under the death aura, his bones did not corrode rapidly like the others but emitted a crystalline white jade glow.

"What’s going on?"

Seeing this scene, several chieftains couldn’t help but have big question marks popping up on their foreheads.

Are we the chieftains, or are you the chieftain?

Doing this, all the Jiu Li Warriors are watching, and it makes us lose face!

"What are you standing there for?"

"Go!"

Although Li Wu was still holding on, he was also greatly tormented by the gray death aura, gritting his teeth in pain.

Seeing the four chieftains, half-corroded, standing there dumbfounded, he couldn’t help but feel angry.

With a light shout.

Li Wu directly lifted one of the chieftains and threw him hard.

Imagine a body measuring over thirty zhang forming a parabola in the sky before landing heavily.

The method was rough, but it did remove them from the death aura range.

Li Wu replicated the strategy, saving the other three Great Chiefs.

After doing this, he turned around again, grinding his teeth.

Yes, he had no intention of leaving the battle.

Too many times before, Han Zhan alone defeated opponents, and they just followed behind with no substantial contribution.

This time, he must stand up and do something significant!

"Come down!"

Enduring the erosion of the death aura, Li Wu suddenly exerted strength with his legs.

The tremendous impact caused the ground to crack instantly.

Using this force, his enormous body leapt high into the sky.

The death aura clung as a persistent shadow.

Now, Li Wu’s hands and feet had been invaded by the death aura, leaving only his skeleton with a jade-like whiteness.

Disregarding everything else, he seized the opportunity to clutch Yinglong with his remaining skeletal hands!

He grabbed onto the mane on the back of its neck.

With a fierce pull, he swung himself up to flip and ride on Yinglong’s back.

Such a valiant display made all the Jiu Li Warriors feel their hearts surge with excitement.

Having the spotlight stolen by this kid Li Wu, the four chieftains’ lips twitched slightly.

At this moment, Han Zhan also regained consciousness from the dizziness of the tail strike.

"Han Zhan, look here!"

"Do it! I’ll hold it down!"

"Strike me with your sword!"

As Han Zhan just regained consciousness, he saw a thirty-zhang skeleton riding on the back of Yinglong’s neck, shrouded in gray death aura, surging out from the hollow eyes, appearing like a dragon knight returning from hell.

Overbearing presence.

This state didn’t last long.

In the next moment, Yinglong roared in anger, its massive body twisted and turned abruptly, attempting to fling Li Wu off its back.

Li Wu clutched the back of its neck tightly, still hanging on the dragon’s back, albeit in some disarray.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, Yinglong dove straight down towards the river below, crashing into the water at an extreme speed!

The massive impact made the river surface explode with water splashes.

Boom!

The sound echoed as the dragon’s body rose again from the water, with Li Wu on its back now nowhere to be seen.

Yinglong looked towards the last enemy standing before it.

Just as it swung its tail, ready to deliver a lethal blow, a vast array of light emerged shimmering across the river below!

Ancient Resentful Sunset Array!

Li Wu’s efforts were not in vain.

The time he bought was enough for Han Zhan to re-conjure the Ancient Resentful Sunset Array.

Two unexpected spirit warriors appeared around him to the sound of resounding zither music, Fenghou, and the Nine Heavens Profound Lady, both slain by Han Zhan.

Faced with these two "old acquaintances," Yinglong visibly hesitated.

Just then, Fenghou suddenly spoke.

A sharp voice rang out, amplifying the negative emotions in Yinglong’s heart suddenly.

In the tumult of emotions, the dragon tail meant for the enemy struck its own face instead.

The intense pain infuriated Yinglong further, making it madly twist and turn on the river surface, getting tangled.

The Nine Heavens Profound Lady used her eight heads to strike the Kui Ox Drum simultaneously.

At the moment when the Kui Ox Drum sounded, Yinglong’s brain buzzed and exploded ferociously.

The chance was fleeting.

As Han Zhan waved his hand to release the Ancient Resentful Sunset Array, he lifted his right hand slightly, a long sword already by his side.

His six Great Ruins roared within him, spiritual power surging as he grasped the sword hilt, thrusting forward.

Transforming into a streak of sword light!