Dragon Might?

A massive Draconic phantom, its form composed of raging flames hot enough to melt entire planets to twisted slag, attempted to intercept Luolong's casual attack. 

Entire star clusters, whole sects would be reduced to smoldering ash beneath the sheer, destructive might of its onslaught!

But it was all for naught. 

The gleaming stream of white Dragonic essence sliced through the conflagration as if it didn't exist, smashing into the phantom's form with earth-shattering force. In the blink of an eye, the mighty construct combusted, its essence shattering into a storm of particles too small to even be perceived.

Awed murmurs rippled through the surrounding disciples at this display of overwhelming power and control. 

But for Cain's wives, Kali, and Luo Na, the feat failed to impress.