The atmosphere in the field suddenly became extremely oppressive, a gale swept through, as if the nine-level staircase itself knew that the final battle would be extremely brutal.
Even the two dragons and a person who were watching the battle held their breath.
They didn't talk again but waited for the final outcome to explode. However, for the Black Dragon, the result wasn't very meaningful.
Because it had long been determined.
Chen Feng would be saved, but even if he couldn't defeat the Young Monarch, the Black Dragon would not leave with him. This was the weapon of the Monarch of Humanity. Even after so many years of dormancy here, it remained the same and wouldn't easily leave with anyone.
They had their pride!
Boom!