The Dragon Clan's fleshly bodies were famously formidable. Many races even used dragons as the standard. Let alone the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, the most noble branch of the Dragon Clan—the king among dragons. One could well imagine the strength of its body; it was practically forged from steel.
This had originally been his greatest strength. He used it to crush his opponents and had been virtually unstoppable. Even those with higher cultivation than him did not frighten him, because few could compare with him in terms of physical strength.
Yet who would have thought that Ye Xiwen would be even more monstrous? Relying on the might of his Overlord Body Golden Body, he did not take Ao Shiba seriously at all. He pressed the attack relentlessly, fighting like a madman and trading injury for injury.
At least, that was how it looked to Ao Shiba. He saw it as a fight of mutual injury, and he was thoroughly enraged, feeling that he had been provoked.
He roared without pause. His blood and qi surged throughout his body, producing thunderous booms, like peals of thunder rolling through the heavens. The sheer momentum was terrifying.
He was an unparalleled expert comparable to one who had attained the Dao, possessing boundless might. The power hidden within his bloodline was instantly awakened, and the dreadful pressure belonging to the Gold Dragon Clan burst forth, sweeping out in a vast tide.
Ye Xiwen watched Ao Shiba's transformation without changing expression. He trusted in the might of his Overlord Body; it was inferior to no one's.
Ao Shiba was indeed powerful enough to sweep through his peers without an opponent. He was unquestionably one of the foremost figures of his generation. Unfortunately, he had encountered Ye Xiwen, who was even more monstrous. Ye Xiwen was proficient