The dragon was a force to be reckoned with.

A single blow was enough to cause such destructive damage.

Thomas was covered in a cold sweat after he dodged. If he had been struck, he would have been shredded to pieces.

At that moment, Zekiel held onto the Hellfire Sword. His sword was like a ball of flame, blazing with a fiery, red Sword Light. He charged at the dragon incredibly fast and thrust the sword at the dragon's side.

However, before he could get close to the dragon, it turned around, creating a huge gust. Zekiel was swept away by the strong wind and could not find his balance. He quickly circulated his True Energy and retreated.

The intense battle continued to play out in the sky.

None of the martial artists used their signature martial art technique and seemed to be testing the waters, hardly putting any effort into the fight.

Everyone had the same idea—to preserve their strength as much as possible.

They knew there would be a fierce battle after the dragon was slaught