For a time, everyone held their breath, silently watching every change on the battlefield; under everyone's gaze, an ethereal sphere of sacred light emerged out of nowhere. Upon closer inspection, it was the Light Dragon commanded by Sheng Long!
Cluster after cluster of dreamlike golden light spots rapidly coalesced. As time passed, the Light Dragon became more solidified and more distinct until... Sheng Long's voice triumphantly rang out, "Hehehehe... truly formidable. However, it's a pity that you can't seal my resurrection, and as long as I am resurrected, I can bring both of my companions back to life. You will never defeat me."
"Tsk..." Faced with Sheng Long's taunt, Yan Qingying scoffed, "Don't dream. One of your companions has been crippled by the Demonic Dragon Disintegration Technique. Though they can be resurrected, their cultivation must start anew. At the very least... they are of no use in this contest."
