"Ye Tian!"
Feng Xinqi clenched her small fists nervously.
If you survive, I won't hold grudges for your bullying; you must be okay.
"Ancient Heavenly Dragons, is this all you've got?"
Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back, gazing indifferently at the sky.
At this moment.
The assaults of the ten-headed Ancient Heavenly Dragons were nearly complete, with Dragon Essence rolling over heaven and earth, the dragon roars shattering space, shaking all directions.
The entire trial's small world was shaking violently, already showing cracks, as if unable to withstand the pressure and ready to collapse.
Ten majestic gazes fell on Ye Tian, filled with mockery and disdain.
"Human, are you sure you want to fight us?"
To these gigantic Heavenly Dragons, Ye Tian's figure was insignificant, perhaps crushed effortlessly under a single finger.
However, for millions of years, no one dared to challenge the Ultimate Trial. They didn't mind playing slowly.
Then.
Ye Tian finally moved.
