Fifty meters, a hundred meters, two hundred meters…
The Li Dragon flew higher and higher, plunging Xin deeper into despair. For a Martial Artist at the Condensing Realm, this height was already enough to kill them in a fall. What's more, the Li Dragon was still climbing. In this situation, even if Junze really managed to kill it, he wouldn't escape death either.
If Han Ying were unscathed, there might still be hope to save Junze. But she'd just had half her body crushed by the Li Dragon's jaws; now she was gravely injured and on the verge of death. Saving someone else was out of the question, and even she could die at any moment. This was a true dead end—utterly hopeless, with no way out.
"Woo!"
Dozens of breaths later, a mournful cry erupted in the air, and the next instant, everyone clearly saw—the Li Dragon in the sky suddenly plummeted in a rapid free fall, dropping from hundreds of meters above!
Boom!
