The Ten-winged Demon Dragon hadn't cared before, simply finding the Black Armor on Natasha's body rather peculiar. However, it wasn't long before he recognized the familiar sensation coming from the armor.
That was his wing! The Black Armor had been made from his wings.
Though Natasha was only at the Half-step Great Perfection, she couldn't be the one who had broken his wings before, but there must be a connection!
"Get lost, all of you!" The Ten-winged Demon Dragon roared furiously, unleashing a fierce aura as his black wings flapped, releasing countless dark spears.
Many cultivators in the vicinity were instantly killed or injured.
The Ten-winged Demon Dragon was at the level of Great Perfection; even his indiscriminate weaker attacks were devastating to other cultivators.
Those lucky enough only suffered pierced limbs, while the unlucky ones had their heads blasted and bodies exploded.
