"Little brat, if this mere array is your reliance, then you are being quite naive!"
Xue Yan, the Grand Elder, had a sinister look on his face, with dark red flames flowing like liquid around him. Murderous intent shot out of his old eyes towards Qin Yang.
"You'll know once you try."
A cold smile traced Qin Yang's lips, his pitch-black pupils also emanating killing intent.
"Take action!"
Qin Yang commanded coldly.
Swish, swish, swish!
As his words fell, the hand seals of Qin Yang, Zilan, and the other five changed simultaneously.
Buzz~!!!
On over a hundred thousand array flags, runes moved, bursting forth with an incomparably dazzling light, converging above the array.
Those dazzling lights of various colors gathered, transforming into five dragons, each a kilometer long, in the sky.
The Dragon of Thunderlight resembled the mount of the descended Thunder God.
The Dragon of the Blood Moon was enveloped in holy moonlight, exuding a remarkable killing aura.
