Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

The Traceless Cloud Shoes stepped continuously in the air, each step crushing a patch of cloud.

He used Cloud Skin Substitute.

One layer, two layers, three layers.

Even three layers of cloud skin were burned through in an instant when illuminated by Dragon Fire.

He performed Cloud Rain Transformation.

Clouds turned to rain, rain became mist, mist returned to clouds.

But the charge of the red gold dragon body was too powerful, the mist barely formed before being torn apart by the dragon claw.

He used Cloud Unloading Force.

Layers of white clouds stood in front of the dragon’s head, first sunken, then spinning, trying to disperse the force of Dragon Fire Pressing Down. But this time, with the fire dragon itself present, all nine fires burning, Cloud Unloading Force could only diminish part of the momentum, the remaining pressure still overwhelming.

Bang!

Dragon Fire descended.

A red gold fire sun exploded in the clear sky.

The intense light pierced the eyes of the crowd in the three viewing areas, causing them to squint. The array patterns on the protective curtain lit up densely, the cloud seats below the spectators rolled violently, as if about to be flipped away by fire waves in the next moment.

The brilliance of the explosion rapidly dissipated, a huge void was blasted out at Yun Wuji’s location.

All Cloud Qi was completely burned away!

The clear sky became bright again.

The Nine Fire Dragon Lord’s massive dragon body spiraled in the sky, its dragon scales shimmering, its dragon beard burning, its intimidating might astounding.

Yun Wuji did not leave the boundaries, he reformed his figure at the edge of the field.

The grey and white Daoist robe nearly destroyed on one side, Hidden Cloud Sleeve charred black, White Cloud Banner broken, Fog Heart Jade Pendant full of intricate patterns. Blood finally dripped from his lips, barely falling before being evaporated into faint blood fog by surrounding residual fire.

He was in utter disarray, yet still within the scene.

Ning Zhuo’s pupils contracted slightly: ”Evaded? How did he evade?”

The Nine Fire Dragon Lord missed a stroke, the dragon body spiraling in the clear sky, breathing heavily.