Chapter 892: True Strength of the Trio
Nell and the long-faced man exchanged grim looks and nodded. They both knew the truth well—the three-headed black dragon wasn’t just a peak Legend Rank beast in name. Its vitality, its power, its ferocity... all of it placed it at the top of the food chain.
For the yellow-faced young man, who was only at the 7th level of the Legend Rank, to trap it even for a short time was already a remarkable feat. There was no time to waste.
Without a shred of hesitation, Nell’s whip cracked through the air like a streak of scarlet lightning, carrying Yin energy so thick it made the surrounding air feel cold. The long-faced man roared, his own mana surging as he launched his strongest martial art—a wide, palm-shaped energy wave glowing with oppressive yellow light.
At the same time, the falcon snake spread its fleshy wings, sending out sharp cyclones with each beat, and struck like a green bolt at one of the dragon’s heads. The thunder frog crouched low, the patterns on its back flashing brilliantly before discharging jagged bolts of electric-blue lightning that split the air as they rained down on the dragon’s thick scales.
The combined brilliance of their attacks descended in a destructive storm. The three-headed black dragon let out an enraged roar as it endured blow after blow, pain finally registering in its reptilian eyes. Its massive tails lashed wildly, and its three heads screamed with fury, cold malice flickering in its pupils.
Then, with a deep guttural hiss, all three mouths opened simultaneously, spewing out streams of dark green venom.
The venom arced through the air and splashed directly onto the Deep Water Cage. The moment it made contact, a violent hisssss filled the battlefield as thick smoke rose from the bars, as though molten metal had been splashed with cold water. The spiritual cage, so sturdy only moments ago, suddenly quivered, the black bars trembling and corroding under the dragon’s venomous power.
The yellow-faced young man’s expression paled. "Hurry up! Hurry up! I can’t hold it much longer!" he yelled, pushing his mana to its absolute limit. His hands shook as he maintained the seals, veins bulging on his arms from the strain.
Seeing the Deep Water Cage corroding, Nell and Senior Brother Ma unleashed their full strength without reservation. Their attacks grew fiercer, more desperate, and more ruthless. Scarlet whip shadows danced like serpents, tearing through the air with ear-splitting cracks, while waves of yellow palm prints slammed down like collapsing mountains.
"Puff, puff, puff!" The sound of flesh being cut rang out as wounds split open across the three-headed black dragon’s body, blood gushing like fountains. The bright crimson liquid poured into the pool, dyeing the clear water an even deeper, darker red. But the injuries only seemed to drive the beast further into its berserk fury.
Despite its bleeding wounds and burned flesh, the three-headed black dragon showed no signs of backing down. Instead, it thrashed even harder, its colossal body slamming violently against the cage walls.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Hairline fractures began to crawl along the black bars of the Deep Water Cage, spreading like spiderwebs. The twenty-four rays of light maintaining the formation flickered unsteadily, their once-steady glow dimming and shaking, showing clear signs of impending collapse.
"Quick—!" The yellow-faced young man’s voice cracked with desperation, nearly turning into a roar as his face went pale from the strain of maintaining the weakening Deep Water Cage.