In that instant, it was as if everyone else in the courtyard had vanished; only the youth and the well before him remained.
That thing shot straight up from the bottom of the well, as if it meant to burst out with the most ferocious momentum.
All the pressure and aura it carried, in that moment, locked entirely onto the youth.
An ordinary person simply couldn't withstand such deliberate targeting—their mind and consciousness would be shattered in an instant, becoming a lunatic who lives in fear forever.
Li Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes wide. The youth felt not the slightest fear; he even found it incomprehensible that the "other side" dared to provoke him.
If you were what you were back then—the vicious Black Flood Dragon that stirred up wind and rain at Jiujiang, ravaging both banks—then, out of respect for your absolute strength, I might respond in a different way.
