"Yang Tian!"
Asura Qian'Er flew out, her face anxious as she looked at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian was already exhausted.
He was no match for the little boy at all. The little boy was just a little brother before, whom Yang Tian could easily kill, but now the little boy had completely regained his strength. How could Yang Tian possibly fight him?
Such an existence was terrifying.
After all, the little boy was the Guardian Divine Dragon of the Asura Princess. Though he had been asleep for hundreds of thousands of years, upon waking, he had become even more powerful.
"Am I going to die?"
Yang Tian felt his soul becoming hollow.
He just heard the urgent voice of Asura Qian'Er ring out: "Yang Tian..."
Then followed by the stern voice of the Asura Princess: "Shut up!"
Yang Tian wanted to struggle to get up, but he found his whole body wasn't listening to him, and he fainted from extreme fatigue.
"Yang Tian..."
A crisp voice resonated in his mind.
"Wu Jie..."
