Boom!!!
At the very moment the two Golden Dragons clashed!
A thunderous roar tore through the heavens and earth as if a blast ripped through half the sky, slicing the dark curtain of clouds in half, from which a golden lightning bolt flashed through the crack.
Splash—
Raindrops poured down like beads from a broken string.
The two figures, locked in combat, were also flung apart by the raindrops, crashing heavily to the ground.
Qiao Feng felt a surge of shock as he landed, turning his eyes toward the source of the alarming scream, Duan Zhengchun, his expression a mix of surprise and doubt, "Azhu!?"
Azhu, who had disguised herself as Duan Zhengchun, could only miserably tear off the mask on her face, soaked and turned to mush by the rain, revealing her true face and causing Qiao Feng's heart to tremor violently, nearly sapping all his strength in fright.
"Azhu, how could you be impersonating Duan Zhengchun? Why are you here?"
