"Two old dogs, today I've asked the heavenly gods to descend to obliterate you utterly, to spare the mortal realm from your disaster!"
Ye Chen's aura surged dramatically, as if possessed by the War God. His domineering presence filled the air, his body exuding a ferocious aura like a fierce god descending upon the world. The two Peerless Grandmasters were actually sent scurrying in disarray by him.
The shock was evident on the diminutive older man's face. How could such a young Grandmaster be so powerful?
Fang Ruolan's beautiful eyes sparkled with an extraordinary light. Upon witnessing Ye Chen's invincible elegance, her heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
"What trick are you playing? How have you become so powerful? You must have used some Demon Art!"
The ferocious Grandmaster roared in anger, his words laden with disbelief and reluctance.
"Demon Art?" Ye Chen sneered. "How can mere insects comprehend the grandeur of a dragon?
