The vines were covered in thorns that easily pierced the Lamp Dragon's body, releasing a blood-red poisonous mist that seeped into its form.
Yang An reacted with incredible speed. The moment the vines ensnared him, the orb of light atop the Lamp Dragon's head burst forth with a blinding radiance, like a miniature sun.
The light enveloped the Lamp Dragon's body, forcibly dissolving the vines. At the same time, the dragon raised its claws high and slashed down.
Countless pillars of light, originating from the orb, descended from the sky, rapidly slicing through everything on the ground. In an instant, any fiendish creature on the surface was indiscriminately obliterated by the barrage.
In the blink of an eye, the Lamp Dragon broke free from its confinement. The pillars of light had sliced the fiendish creatures to pieces, and clouds of blood-red steam rose from their remains.
