Xiao Chen watched her quietly, without speaking. Yan Qingcheng's eyes shot out two divine rays. An incredibly strong pressure rushed over. Stemming from their spiritual power, it collided with Xiao Chen's formidable divine sense. It was a clash of divine consciousness, a duel of mental strength.
A few trees between the two, shattered and melted as quickly as ice under the sun.
"Bang!"
Their divine consciousness forces each retreated like tides. Xiao Chen's face was somewhat pale. After all, he had just been through a big battle, and trying to exert his divine consciousness whilst not at his peak was a struggle.
Yan Qingcheng said, "Since the rules of Dragon Island have been defined, let's follow them. Starting tomorrow, we will have a legitimate game. If you can survive for ten days under the 'Undying Alliance's' relentless pursuit, I will no longer harbor any grudges regarding the past."
