The Almighty Dragon General

Quiomars’ attacks were too fast.

Moreover, Lord Samsong had endured constant torture in the formation, throwing him off mentally. As a result, he could not detect Quiomars. Thus, he had no idea who or what was sneaking up on him.

After sustaining such a grievous injury, he could feel his life force slowly seeping away. He used whatever strength he had to stay awake, but it took a massive toll on him. For now, he could still hang on. However, despite being a Ninth Stage Lord, he would eventually die in the formation if he could not escape his predicamenr.

After Quiomars struck, the lingering souls in the formation emerged. They turned into black mist and surrounded Lord Samsong. Their sinister power began to corrode Lord Samsong’s body and soul. Already critically injured, Lord Samsong could not continue to endure even more damage.

He sensed his soul slowly fading away.

Lord Samsong cursed. “Damn it!!!’’

lot of his strength. He sprawled out on the ground and panted heavily. He had to leave as soon

the cracked formation still stood in his

it was still

and unleashed terrifying power. Even though Lord Samsong was a Ninth Stage Lord, he could not deflect

let out an infuriated growl. However, his torment did not end. Quiomars continuously gave him

everything from afar. He saw that Lord Samsong was at his limit. Even if Quiomars retreated, Lord Samsong would die from the attacks of the lingering souls. Right then, he teleported into the

been secretly looking for an opening to attack. After ensuring

moment they had been

Swoosh!!!

he did not have much strength left to fight back. He closed his eyes in despair, knowing his end had come. He regretted his

lingering souls’ deadly attack. After the lingering souls’ attacks were deflected, they hurriedly retreated into the dark