Battle with Blood-Dragon.

BOOOOM~!

Yang Wei darted at an explosive speed to dodge one of Blood-Dragon's powerful tail swings. Evading such a massive creature required instantaneous reflexes, but even after dodging, he was flung through the air like a ragdoll by the shockwave from its gargantuan tail.

"Too close for comf──"

Yang Wei couldn't finish as Blood-Dragon opened its mouth wide, making him look like a bug, and shot out a barrage of blood discs that sliced through the air like mini-missiles.

"All this for one pill…?!"

Yang Wei gathered his fang Qi, spread out his arms, and conjured hundreds, maybe thousands, of fang swords that zoomed straight towards the blood discs like missiles.

But these discs were faster and more powerful than Yang Wei's fang swords. Each one tore through his barrage, reducing them to mere spiritual energy particles that faded away.

Zuuuuuuu~!