After confirming Xue Zhao's temporary safety, Ye Qingchen turned and left the cave.
He quickly returned to the front of the cave, facing the aggressively approaching Fire Dragon. The roar of the Fire Dragon was deafening, its massive wings stirring up a wild wind, the scorching breath causing the air to warp.
Ye Qingchen stood firm, his gaze calmly fixed on the Fire Dragon.
He knew this battle was inevitable, and he must do everything in his power to protect Xue Zhao from harm. His hand clenched into a fist, energy rapidly gathering within him, ready to face the Fire Dragon's next attack.
The Fire Dragon swooped down again, and Ye Qingchen swiftly dodged aside, then used the rocks for cover to launch a counterattack on the dragon.
His figure darted around the Fire Dragon like a phantom, skillfully using the terrain and his own speed to constantly maneuver with the dragon.
