The Old Dragon King, amidst the barrage of attacks, fled in panic, running helter-skelter with his head in his hands and crying out in fear: "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! You're bullying an old man, ah!"
Although he appeared to stumble and looked very disheveled, not a single attack landed on him. Instead, the ones besieging him were howling in pain from being struck by their own teammates' respectful salutes, each of them vomiting blood from serious injuries.
The intense fluctuations from the battle drew in nature's spiritual energy, attracting more and more Jie Sect Disciples to gather around. They watched from a distance with teasing laughter, pointing and making mocking remarks.
Suddenly, on Three Immortals Island, two entwined auspicious clouds vanished. Bai Jin and Yun Xiao rose to their feet and turned their heads towards the direction of the battle.
Yun Xiao said calmly, "Senior Brother, it seems something has happened."
