In the ancient era, a fierce war evidently broke out here, countless dragons were slaughtered and buried, falling in this place, accumulating endless resentment.
Eternal resentment transformed into dragon phantoms, viciously charging at Ye Chen, as if wanting to devour mountains and rivers.
"Break it for me!"
Ye Chen's gaze was sharp, summoning the Slaughter Sword, gripping it tightly, and wildly slashing out with a sword.
"Thunder Desolate Dominator Star Sword!"
A vast thunder light, mixed with tiny stardust, transformed into an unparalleled sword qi, ruthlessly slashing.
The surrounding dragon phantoms, under the crushing pressure of the sword qi, suddenly dissipated completely.
"Huh..."
But Ye Chen also expended considerable energy.
The surrounding spiritual pressure dragon resentment took advantage of the emptiness, like a giant hammer, fiercely striking at Ye Chen's mind.
Poof!
Suddenly, Ye Chen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, sustaining injuries.
