Resisting the Profound Pill Realm

Before the eruption of the blood-red hot wave from the elder, Ziyan’s skin had already felt the scorching heat, as if it had been touched by a tiny spark.

It could lightly scorch or severely damage her flesh.

As a woman, she would never allow such a thing to happen, even if it meant sacrificing her life.

Moreover, Ziyan’s cultivation had already reached the Profound Infant Realm, a whole realm higher than her opponent.

Naturally, she wouldn’t panic and lose her composure in the face of such a ruthless attack.

Since the opponent had shown such cruelty, there was no need for courtesy.

With a flick of her delicate hand, she exclaimed, “Wind Whirls Through Snowdrifts!”

At the peak, a hurricane suddenly rose, howling and roaring.

A wind dragon soared and danced in the sky, its mouth opening and inhaling, instantly engulfing the raging flames in a torrent.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar resounded as a dazzling fireball spewed forth, rushing towards the elder.