The dark cloud concealing Xiao Jie began to eerily expand and spread outward, its color growing deeper and its range wider. Gradually, it completely covered the sky for several tens of miles, dimming the light and making it seem like they had entered night prematurely.
"Come out and face me!" The Monster Dragon raged through the dense dark cloud, tearing with its sharp claws and spewing Dragon Breath furiously, trying to force the hidden White Dragon out.
Naturally, Xiao Jie had no interest in engaging it head-on. The Netherworld King was indeed formidable. It was unclear whether it was strengthened by the World Boss template, but the power of that fused Breath felt slightly stronger than that of the Divine Dragon incarnated by the Supreme Emperor. Moreover, its life value exceeding forty thousand was clearly designed for a long-lasting battle with a large player team. Xiao Jie did not plan to play a war of attrition with it.
