Tang Xian has never disliked arrogant people, especially those with pride in their bones. Even though he was calculating Junlin from the start, Junlin's show of spirit at this moment somewhat garnered his admiration.
He retreated even further.
Red Emperor said:
"Since you are so determined, I wish you luck in surviving."
[Enough talk, battle!]
The black fog surged violently, and the dragon attacked ferociously, its momentum far stronger than the previous assault. The scene before him was like the sea water rapidly turning black, or as if the battlefield was shrouded in a massive cloud of darkness.
Junlin seemed to know this was its last fight, at this moment it didn't care about its so-called mission, fighting with relish, it just wanted to let its wild nature take control for a hysterical showdown.
The battlefield, bathed in red light, was quickly engulfed by the vast blackness, with only a red spear shining like a meteor streaking across the night sky!
