Divine radiance flowed around him, enhanced by the rhythm of the Dao.
At this moment, Ye Tianling was handsome and cold, wickedly charming and unrestrained. His demeanor was unparalleled, his talent brilliant beyond compare. His face was like divine jade, possessing a transcendent Spiritual quality.
A strange Immortal Light from the Xuanyuan Dragon-Controlling Immortal Sword Technique flowed over every inch of his skin, making him resemble a Spirit Body, a peerless and incomparably dazzling Sword Embryo.
The Cultivators who had been denigrating Ye Tianling all fell silent!
This was a weakling at the Half-step Sword Spirit Realm—a Realm they would normally dismiss as ant-like.
Yet now… a single strike from him had unleashed the Battle Power of the Half-step Ancestor Dao!
How could such a person not be a match for Long Cangqian? How could he not be capable of wreaking havoc on the Cyan Dragon Race?
"Tianling… why did you come…"
