"How dare you!"
An enraged roar echoed across the battlefield.
It was the sky-shaking roar of a National Guardian Martial Saint, and it carried a hint of panic. He clearly hadn't anticipated this situation.
Even from a distance, Yang Chan and the others could feel the shock and fury in the sound. The voice carried over a vast area, imbued with an exceptionally distinct will.
However, due to the great distance, it had little effect on him.
"So that's it. It's a Dragon Slayer!"
"A usurper of nations, a slayer of dragons... this is getting interesting. I can't interfere, so I'll just have to watch!"
A glint suddenly appeared in the Taiyin Saintess's eyes, as if she had just witnessed something amusing. A flicker of eagerness appeared on her face, but it quickly returned to normal.
Evidently, she could not interfere in the battle, though it was unknown what trump cards she held.
