Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

Tie Dan never truly wanted to face catastrophes alone, nor did he enjoy being ganged up on all the time. He simply never expected anyone to step up and help him. If he could indeed find one or two reliable allies, it would be quite beneficial.

That Huan Tianyuan had such strong muscles and came prepared; it seemed he practiced Cross Training Gang Fist and was adept with the Dragon Slayer Crossbow. At least there was a slim chance of breaking through the dragon’s armor, perhaps even a little help.

But the spot where the scales on the Dragon Head were peeled wasn’t ideal, located right between the eyes and directly on the face, making a sneak attack difficult. Still, it’s more reliable than some vases that just sit around uselessly, right?

And honestly, what’s with these people and fish? Why do they always drool into his mouth; it’s disgusting...

Tie Dan shook his head, dismissing these messy thoughts, while rapidly thinking of strategies, and charged through the Fire Sea toward the Flood Dragon, determined to face it in a life-and-death battle...

"Roar—!"

Then a dragon’s roar sounded, shaking the earth and mountains, as a massive shadow rose like a towering mountain, soaring into the sky! Scattered stones and fireballs around it fell like a meteor fire rain, turning the streets into a Fire Sea.

Moments later, another loud "boom!" was heard. The Demon Flood Dragon, soaring across the skyline, easily leaped hundreds of feet, landing on the high platform of the Tongguan Palace. It turned its head, its four-pupil dragon eyes blinking, looking down on the masses locked in the Ye Capital, shared with this predator hanging overhead.

Tie Dan was dumbfounded.

That damn thing can fly; with one flap, it covered half the city...