"She cannot leave."
These four words echoed above the clouds.
The Red Dragon stared intently at the Thunder Light Ancient General before him, his palms gently resting on the hilt of his blade. He showed no intention of striking, patiently awaiting Bai Xiu's response after giving the notice.
Bai Xiu's response was simple—
"Snap!"
The majestic divine form of the Thunder Realm Walker tensed instantly, followed by a sudden, unheralded attack. Accompanied by a slight explosion in the clear sky above, the thunder body swept forward a hundred meters, instantly closing in on the Red Dragon.
Its giant hand, sparkling with thunder light, was about to press against the chest concealed by the Red Dragon's rolling cloak!
"ZZZla—"
The Red Dragon, with hands pressing the blade, did not retreat an inch. His draw was swift; his left hand unsheathed the short sword, slashing vertically, a scarlet beam streaked across the sky!
The forearm of the Thunder Realm Walker was severed!
