The Gray Dragon in the distance felt his scalp tingle with fear. Although he had long known of Ye Chen's formidable strength, seeing the Dark Abyss Demon Dragon, one of the Ancient Desolate Demon Domain's overlords, wounded was truly shocking.
The other Demon Race experts felt the same; after all, the Dark Abyss Demon Dragon was an overlord of the Ancient Desolate Demon Domain, reigning over an entire region, respected by the ten directions of demon beasts. Now it had been injured, an unimaginable event.
This Human Clan member was too monstrous, not even like a human. Such combat power was astounding, reversing the act of slaying Saints—a feat unprecedented.
The Combat Saint King moved his hands, spreading out circle after circle of golden Dao ripples, carrying the Supreme Dao Trace of the Combat Saint, as if a hundred thousand golden Divine Swords were humming together, all driven to slash at the Dark Abyss Demon Dragon.
