"Roar!"
After a loud dragon roar, a golden light appeared. Everyone present felt a pure dragon's might.
On the battlefield between Jiang Xiyue and the crown prince, Jiang Xiyue's meteor spear turned into a golden dragon and let out waves of dragon roars.
In the next moment, the Golden Dragon pierced through the crown prince's chest and pinned him firmly to the ground. The earth shook and the mountains shook, and waves of air swept up in the surroundings.
"Oh my god..."
No matter who it was, they all looked forward in disbelief. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe.
The crown prince had lost. The flame divine spear had been snatched away, and he himself had been pierced through the heart by the meteor spear. He had suffered a serious injury.
"Guards, form a battle formation and protect the crown prince."
