Shocking and terrifying gazes fell upon Jiang Dali, whose momentum was sky-high, and the ringing words echoed in their minds for a long time.
"Today, no one here, not even the Heavenly King himself, can disturb Dongfang Bubai's healing!"
A Songshan Sect Disciple, his head buzzing, looked at Zuo Lengchan vomiting blood on the ground and, on impulse, stepped forward and drew his sword, shouting furiously at Jiang Dali.
"Stop your evil rampage! We, the disciples of the Songshan Sect, will never bow to you!"
"Hmm? A newborn calf!"
Jiang Dali's eyes flashed like thunder, radiating an intimidating cold light, suddenly fixating on this person and thrusting out his hand with a vicious grab.
Roar!!
A powerful absorption force suddenly emerged in the palm of his hand, forming the head of a dragon that opened its mouth wide and turned into a dragon head vortex, enveloping the Songshan Sect Disciple.
Whoooosh—