The white flood dragon charged fiercely.
The Bai Shui River trembled, and the two Well Dragon Kings sensed impending danger.
"Please, Dragon Monarch, hold your hand..."
Huang Yuan shouted loudly, but his hands didn't dare to slow down. Countless Incense Fire Divine Power turned into black flying stars, forming a massive Dark Mirror in the void, which had the ability to captivate souls, with black light shrouding the white flood dragon.
However, it was pierced in an instant by the majestic divine power surging around the white flood dragon, like a rainbow that instantly struck Huang Yuan unguardedly. Accompanied by a cry of pain, Huang Yuan's complexion changed drastically, and the intense divine power around was suddenly torn apart by the white flood dragon.
Most of his body turned into a mist of blood flying apart in an instant. Fear and disbelief were still visible in his eyes.
The gap between the two was exceptionally vast.
