The Little Dragon King Xuan Ye of the Dragon King Hall is one of the pinnacle figures among the Ultimate Ancient Road celestial prides.
Logically speaking, once someone reaches this level, how much stronger could one be than another?
Even if there are wins and losses in their clashes, the gap would not be too large.
Certainly not like now, being completely crushed and slapped, with half his face shattered, looking utterly ghastly.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent, his methods decisive beyond measure.
He cared not at all for his opponent's status, directly stamping down with a foot, like the foot of a Divine King, annihilating the world with a stomp, aimed at Xuan Ye in the deep cracked pit.
Boom!
At this moment, Saint Heaven One made a move.
His face was now extremely grave.
Completely devoid of the previous nonchalance.
"Alantuo Seal!"
Saint Heaven One, clad in a holy robe, formed a seal with one hand, suppressing it down.
