"Humans, we acknowledge your strength, but if you push us, we won't stop until one of us perishes."
Another Void Divine Dragon roared angrily.
Clearly, Ye Yun's words had truly hit a sore spot, touching the deepest sensitivities of their hearts.
In their hearts, the Dragon Clan was seen as the most noble race in this world, with humans being nothing but insignificant ants beneath their feet.
Ye Yun merely smiled faintly.
He seemed undaunted by the Void Divine Dragons' reaction.
It seemed that the Void Divine Dragon Clan had been guarding this place for a very, very long time, causing their beliefs to become deeply entrenched—that the Dragon Clan would forever be the world's most noble and powerful race. But in reality, the Dragon Clan on the Cangnan Continent was already on the brink of extinction. The glory of the Dragon Clan had long since faded into the mists of history.
Ye Yun's body shifted slightly, exuding a wisp of the Ancestral Dragon's Breath.
