After a thunderous clash, Evil Venerable's imperial shadow shattered, and the Thunder Dragon also dissipated.
Evil Venerable's figure flew backward, retreating a hundred yards in the air.
This demonstrated the immense power of that recent clash.
But it wasn't just that.
Evil Venerable glanced at his right hand.
The tiger's mouth was cracked, the palm was full of blood, and even with the Divine Demon Body, it couldn't heal quickly.
Because at the wound, there was a strange Tribulation Force like a bone-attached maggot, the Yin Spirit lingering.
He was injured, and not lightly.
This was an attack augmented by the Emperor Syllable Mantra, yet Evil Venerable's physical body was still wounded, showing the power contained within the Thunder Dragon.
"Such an attack, can you possibly unleash it a third time?" Evil Venerable shook his hand nonchalantly at the injury, teasingly looking at Cang Xiu and mocking him.
He was asking knowingly.
