Although the Flood Dragon Saint Son had relied on divine skills, secret techniques, and the remnants of the Yellow Springs Flood Dragon to elevate his combat power to a terrifying level comparable to the veteran Nascent Soul cultivators like Pinghai Monarch,
under the suppression of the puppet battle array, starlight magic realm, Yin-Yang One Qi Grand Capture, and the Yin-Yang Chart, he couldn't possibly face the peerless sword light that came forth.
His body-protecting magic barrier and the scales on his body shattered completely, and with a tremor of his heart, he saw himself being torn apart.
"Roar!!!"
Yet, at this moment, a roar like ghostly cries and divine wails, mixed with the rage of a Flood Dragon rang out: "Yangming True Monarch, you insulted my wife, severed my magic body, my Beast God Mountain will not forgive you!"
Though the Flood Dragon Saint Son was an unmatched admirer of the Nether Moon Saintess, he wasn't foolish enough to get to where he was today.
