"You—Ye Tianling! I came with utmost sincerity, yet you humiliate me like this!"
Long Qingwan was burning with rage. Her breathing grew ragged, and her ample chest heaved violently.
Ye Tianling's main body moved. In the area where Long Yuchen had been killed, Long Yuqian and Long Yunfan paled, their figures flashing like lightning as they instantly retreated several thousand meters.
But after their hasty retreat, they realized Ye Tianling had merely stepped into the void to position himself between his two Void Bodies.
The scene drew a wave of derisive laughter.
Many of the Saint Sons and Saintesses looked at Long Yunfan and Long Yuqian with mockery and amusement.
Now, it was not Ye Tianling who was the laughingstock, but Long Yunfan, Long Yuqian, and the other members of the Dragon Race.
Long Qianying watched on coldly, while Long Cangqian had been observing Ye Tianling's fight the entire time, a vicious and cruel light flashing in his eyes.
