1812 And the Dragon Blood Goes to…

"Break!"

Seeing that the elder had managed to stop the Dragonbone Divine Spear, Zhang Xuan's face turned grim. At such a moment, he could not afford to hide his identity any longer. Taking out the Infernal Blacksaber, he raised his arm and slashed at the barrier.

Even though the elder was at Ancient Sage 2-dan Great Philosopher realm, he had expended himself greatly while trying to purify the dragon blood. As a result, his strength paled far in comparison to before.

All it took was an instant for the Infernal Blacksaber to tear through the barrier.

"Pu!"

Fresh blood spewed from the elder's mouth, but the elder firmly stood his ground. His eyes turned crimson as he raised his palm once more.