Within the formation, Song Bei lifted his head to look at the phantom in the sky, a blue dragon roaring behind him.
"The Dark River Blue Dragon of the Water Dragon Tower? It's nothing special."
The man wearing a golden mask snorted coldly. He reached out a hand, and the Dark River Blue Dragon let out a shriek, shattering into streams of immortal energy.
"I'll hold them off for a while, you all leave quickly. Remember the looks of those with masks and report to the master."
Song Bei's voice deepened significantly, yet his eyes were filled with fervor.
Feeling the turbulence of immortal energy within Song Bei, the man in the golden mask narrowed his eyes: "Lan Yancha, take Tang Ming away, he has seen enough. The following battles are beyond what he can handle."
A golden light enveloped Tang Ming. Lan Yancha's body rapidly enlarged, transforming into a giant Blue Flame Cat, placing Tang Ming onto its back.
"Senior, can we watch from a distance?"
