All onlookers were left in sheer astonishment at the sight of the Golden Dragon revolving above Jared’s head. Jared, a Body Fusion Realm cultivator, had given them more shocks than they could handle.
In the presence of the Golden Dragon, even the eighty-one ferocious tigers began to shudder fearfully. That was a result of bloodline súperiority. Those ancient beasts knew all too well the might of the Golden Dragon race.
The Golden Dragon was considered the apex of Draconians, while tigers were merely kings among beasts. The distinction in their status was stark in comparison. Watching the eighty-one tigers shivering, Bone Cliff felt his confidence waning as well.
He had never expected Jared to summon the Golden Dragon’s soul. That was simply unthinkable! Even after witnessing Bone Cliff’s pale expression and those tigers quivering, Jared didn’t stop.
As he swung the Dragonslayer Sword in his hand, the Golden Dragon roared and dashed toward the eighty-one tigers, rushing into their midst and effortlessly decimating the tigers: with its fangs and claws.
The tigers scattered and fled in panic but couldn’t escape the island. The tigers returned to their Apex Spear form after being slaughtered by the Golden Dragon. They dropped from the sky one after the other and were reduced into heaps of broken bones.
In a mere blink of an eye, not a single one of the eighty-one tigers remained. The Apex Spears Bone Cliff had refined through thousands of years of hard work were now all obliterated. Without Apex Spear, Bone Cliff was as powerless as a tiger without fangs.
After wiping out the tigers, the Golden Dragon let out a roar, soared into the sky, and integrated back into Jared’s body.
Jared gazed indifferently at Bone Cliff. Meanwhile, Bone Cliff, devoid of his earlier arrogance, now looked despondent.
“I never imagined that after enduring for thousands of years and being on the verge of restoring my physical form, I would fall at the hands of a mere whelp. Forget it. Perhaps this is my fate and destiny. Still, how can I make peace with the thought of getting eliminated by a Body Fusion Realm cultivator like you? Even if I die, I will make sure all of you perish alongside me!” After finishing his sentence, Bone Cliff formed a seal with his hands and floated: midair.
Subsequently, a sound akin to the tinkling of bells reverberated, seemingly originating from beyond the skies yet simultaneously coming from the depths of the earth, echoing throughout the island.
Hearing the sound, everyone was stunned. When Bone Cliff parted his lips, chants resonated in the air. The earth shook, and waves of scorching heat arose from the island and the Night Sea.
Flames, embedded with countless shimmering runes, approached Bone Cliff. Everything seemed ablaze as the Night Sea churned tumultuously, and a sea of fire filled the sky.
Jared frowned slightly while watching Bone Cliff perform the magecraft. As expected of an ancient cultivator. Even without a physical form, his mere soul remnant can still unleash such a formidable technique!
Bone Cliff slowly lifted his right hand. A black flame lotus appeared above the Night Sea, distorting the void and drawing all the flames in the surroundings to surge toward Bone Cliff.
Columns of fire shot up from the depths of the Night Sea like volcanos erupting. The flame lotus grew larger while Bone Cliff hovered in its center, engulfed in inferno. The columns of fire converged upon the flame lotus like countless fire dragons.
Everyone was utterly astounded by the scene unfolding before their eyes. Bone Cliff is bringing about a calamity for everyone to perish together!
The flame lotus continued absorbing the flames, expanding in size and eventually blanketing the whole island.
“Get to the spirit ship! Hurry up! Quickly!” Jared shouted at the dazed crowd.
