Die With a Remaining Grievance

The destructive aura on Long Chen's body grew stronger. It even caused the sky to distort. It was incomparably terrifying.

Soon after, the law he had comprehended also started to burn. A violent and destructive aura spread out in all directions.

Long Chen's face revealed a look of either relief or comfort. 2 streams of blood flowed out from the corners of his eyes. He pursed his lips and smiled. "Die, die!" His 3-kilometers-long dragon body swelled up and became more malevolent and enormous. It was like an inflating rubber ball, and it could explode at any moment.

He was a Ruler. He could die, but he could not lose.

Especially losing to a top-grade Venerable One. This was even more unbearable than being killed.

At this moment, Long Chen's gaze towards Ou Yangming was filled with hatred. If looks could kill, the young fellow would definitely be riddled with holes and die a horrible death.