Behind him, the shadowy figure of an Azure Dragon loomed menacingly.
The two Nascent Soul Cultivators did not make a move, yet as they locked eyes, a mental struggle commenced in the realm of consciousness.
To them, it seemed like an eternity, but to an outsider, it was only an instant. Venerable Zhan Yan let out a muffled grunt and retreated half a step. The ground made of top-tier material, Changshan White Jade, capable of withstanding a Nascent Soul battle, shattered beneath his right foot.
"This concerns the Eastern region and the entire alliance of the Wanlang Mountains. Are you still trying to hide something, Venerable Zhan Yan?"
The shadow behind Venerable Azure Dragon became increasingly solid.
His aura grew more and more imposing.
As if he was about to attack Venerable Zhan Yan with all his might in the next second.
Zhong Heng stood behind Venerable Azure Dragon without speaking, his expression calm as if ignoring what was happening.
