Heavenly Dragon Army crushed the Seven Profound Level Armies, leaving the seven young Marquises in disarray and fleeing in all directions. Marquis Qinghua, in particular, rode the White Tiger Beast and frantically dashed to Ye Chen's face, not bothering to dodge, fast as lightning.
Ao Hou—
The White Tiger Beast roared, its massive paw swooping down in a raging wind, trying to swat Ye Chen, who blocked its way on the Dao, into the air. Meanwhile, Marquis Qinghua did not even spare Ye Chen a glance, treating him as inconsequential as a blade of grass by the roadside.
"What is this lad doing? Everyone else is running away, yet he alone wants to rush forward—is he truly seeking death?"
On the Floating Divine Island, some of the higher-ups shook their heads, while others sneered. Ye Chen had previously made an appearance without saluting them, causing them discomfort. Now, seeing him about to die brought them pleasure.