In the face of the thunderous attacks launched by Shangguan Xin, Zhao Ji's expression remained unchanged. With a wave of his hand, a purple ax appeared in his grasp. It was the same weapon he had used during the trials.
He silently chanted a spell as he threw the ax.
The ax suddenly enlarged and turned into a burning flame, rushing into the sky like a purple sun.
Zhao Ji waved his hands and a magical rune appeared.
The purple sun flashed, turning into a purple phantom dragon which was twenty or thirty feet wide. It immediately rushed towards the two black hurricanes that came face to face with it.
Upon seeing the dragon, Shangguan Xin's brows wrinkled slightly. He waved his hand and the two black hurricanes merged into one, as big as the other two combined.
A clash of thunder rumbled through the air!