Heavy Armored Stance

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Dragon Breath kept pouring down.

Every burst was like the size of a fireball flying out of a volcano, leaving a thick trail of black smoke behind it as they dove into the desert.

Some of the fireballs formed patches of black scorching lava after hitting the ground.

Mo Fan traveled across the irregular terrain of the desert. He transformed into a black wolf and sprinted across the dunes with occasional starry flickers and silver strings from the trails of his Space Element.

He soon drew away from the sand dunes, rocks, ravines, and walls. The silver city had also sunk below the horizon. 

He slowed down a little after he arrived at a spacious area.

The Black Dragon Emperor remained on Mo Fan's trail like a dark cloud, maintaining a distance of less than a thousand meters from Mo Fan.