C794 A Battle of the Dragons

The eight bipedal wyverns, furiously spewing their life essence in the form of dragon breath, gradually sensed something amiss.

Moments before, they were caught up in the thrill, picturing the other party being scorched into a pitiful state.

But now, amidst the intense flames, there was no sign of movement—no dragon struggling to escape.

"Cease fire!"

Li Ming, detecting the anomaly