Karon shook his head, flames mixed with scalding hot dragon blood spewing from his nostrils.
The bright crimson, laced with golden scales, shimmered brilliantly under the wrap of flames.
The pale dragon flame rising from beneath the scales and the magic weaving stream encircling his body suppressed the demon will lingering on the wound, ever-changing and yet nearing convergence.
The pale dragon flame swirled around the wound and then incinerated the abyssal death qi, eradicating the demon's will.
Under the pumping of two hearts, the overflowing energy and Ancestral Dragon Blood instantly healed the wounds on his chest and abdomen.
He slowly raised his wings, shrouded in pale dragon flame, and with them, his power and momentum climbed higher and higher.
Beneath the crumbling earth, fire and magma surged mightily, forming several enormous, nearly hundred-meter-long fire tornadoes around the Ancestral Red Dragon.
