บท 1009: The Identity of the Man in Black

This drop of fresh blood was inconspicuous, but as Wang Lin tossed it, it shot directly towards the black qi dragon that burst forth from the collapsed ground, shattered by a direct hit.

The dragon opened its huge mouth, emitting a chilling cold wind, ready to engulf everyone around in a frenzy. But in that instant, the droplet of green frost blood came into contact with a wisp of black qi that had emerged from the dragon's mouth.

In an instant, to the shock of the onlookers, the black qi made a hissing sound, like water being thrown on hot coals. The sound abruptly arose, echoing around, and the black qi quickly dissipated, as if it could not withstand the blood.

The drop of blood pierced through the black qi and landed on the dragon's head as it burst forth. In that moment, the dragon shuddered, followed by a painful and angry roar!