The One-eyed Elder was slightly shocked when he saw Ren Feifan's tattoo.
Having traveled the martial world for so many years, he had never seen such a lifelike tattoo before.
The Golden Dragon on it seemed to be roaming about on the young man's arm.
He even felt as though the Golden Dragon made eye contact with him for a few seconds before he was immediately defeated by it.
A sense of oppression actually emanated from the tattoo.
What the hell?
What exactly was this young man's background?
This was the One-eyed Elder's greatest doubt.
Glancing at the wound on his own chest that filled his eyes with rage in an instant, he didn't ponder any further and fiercely slashed at Ren Feifan with his sword!
The power of this strike was far stronger than any before!
As if a single sword could sever a vast chasm!
The One-eyed Elder was enraged! Rage engulfed his face!
