The Golden Winged Flying Dragon coldly glanced at the humans around, then fixed its gaze on the Demon Dragon, a trace of ferocity on its lips: "Demon Dragon, before my power breakthrough, I was indeed no match for you. However, now I have allies. Do you really think I will still be defeated by you as I was in the past?"
His smile was distinctly mocking, as if he held no regard for the people before him.
However, throughout this exchange, the Demon Dragon's expression remained unchanged. It was only when the Golden Winged Flying Dragon spoke that he turned his gaze onto Ye Sihuang...
A bloodthirsty smile spread across Ye Sihuang's lips, his silver hair flying, causing his already beautiful face to appear even more alluring and ghostly. For a brief moment, everyone seemed to see countless crimson roses blooming beside the youth, so captivating.
Yet, those present were not fools; everyone sensed the danger lurking beneath that beauty...
