Once more, the Yellow Radiant Armor flared to life.
Clad in armor, the Divine Dragon gasped for air.
"Hah... Huff... Huff...."
The once-glorious radiance of the armor had long since faded.
Whether it was the aftermath of the explosion or the battle itself, it was barely holding its shape.
It existed now for one reasonâto block the explosion.
"Ugh..."
The Divine Dragon staggered, his body trembling from the excessive Qi expenditure.
And yetâ
He did not release the Yellow Radiant Armor.
Not yet.
The attack wasnât over.
Fwooshâ!!!
Flames roared toward him.
The Divine Dragon raised both arms, bracing against the fire.
Crashâ!!
"Gaaahhhhh!!!"
The impact slammed into him directly.
He barely managed to block the heat.
Blood poured from his wounds, soaking his robes.
His right armâhe was certain nowâwas broken.
It hurt.
Had he ever been wounded like this before?
No.
Not like this.
"Hraaaghhhh!!!"
Unable to withstand the force, he fell to one knee.
The flames pressed on, refusing to relent.
He had seen it earlierâGu Yangcheon releasing flames for tens of seconds.
But how?
Where was all this Qi coming from?
â...He said he used half...?â
Now that he thought about it, it was laughable.
Was this what remained after using only half?
âWho... are you...?â
Who was this man?
How could he be so different from the person he had seen at the Gathering of Dragons and Phoenixes?
Humans were supposed to share the same time.