An immense dragon claw stretched out of Netherdragon Tianzhao’s manifestation and smashed down at Long Chen.

BOOM!

It tore through the land, but with a quiver of Long Chen’s Kunpeng wings, he flew out from its claws. 

“The warm-up is over! Long Chen, face your death!” Netherdragon Tianzhao roared. He seemed to have predicted Long Chen’s trajectory and instantly appeared in front of him.

Just as he unleashed a fist at Long Chen, his black scales extended, and a wild astral wind unfurled, its power shaking heaven and earth.

“The warm-up is over. But the one facing their death is you.”

Long Chen snorted and suddenly stamped on the air. Using his left foot...