Xiao Chen's gaze was trembling as he watched.
He was considered a celestial prodigy with his own destiny, and his strength was not weak.
But before this Princess Long Ji, he felt utterly humble to his very bones.
That kind of suppression from the depths of her bloodline caused Xiao Chen to kneel on the ground, unable to stand up.
"It's terrifying, just how strong has her bloodline become, even my Blood of the Ultimate Venerable can't compare," Xiao Chen thought to himself, feeling a sense of frustration.
His performance was utterly wretched, nothing short of that of a servant.
"Hmph, is this the one who wants to negotiate terms with Her Highness the Princess? He's truly tired of living!" The Azure Dragon General glanced at Xiao Chen, his eyes icy.
With a tilt of his hand, the power of a Saint Master burst forth, about to slap Xiao Chen to death.
Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, his face turning pale with shock.
"Hold on." Princess Long Ji waved her hand.
