Dan Ying's expression turned extraordinarily grim. He was a man of considerable depth himself, but when faced with the shameless Yu Feilong, he truly felt as though he had met his nemesis.
Most people wanted to prove their own strength and ability, unwilling to make a point of those behind them. Yet Yu Feilong, this oddball, was precisely the opposite. When it came to his brother-in-law—the Dragon Clan expert—he was never stingy with his words, clearly treating him as capital for boasting and showing off.
Just like now: because his brother-in-law was about to achieve the supreme Celestial Being realm, he had found the nerve to challenge Dan Ying to another battle.
There was no need to say more. He was surely planning to rely on that Dragon Clan expert's divine abilities to defeat Dan Ying, just as he had decades ago.
Of course Dan Ying would not accept such a terrible challenge. The two sides could hardly be called equal. If the other party repeated the same old trick and unleashed another Heavenly Dragon Chant, then once a Celestial Being realm divine ability emerged, even if he were twice as strong—or several times stronger—he would still be killed in an instant. Naturally, he would not go looking for a beating.
Thus, he merely snorted and no longer traded barbs with Yu Feilong. Mainly because even if he won the argument, there was truly nothing for him to be happy about—unless he could defeat Yu Feilong's brother-in-law.
Yet just as Meng Zhao had previously thought, Dan Ying had already begun to develop something akin to a heart demon when facing that Dragon Clan expert. Not to mention that he was still struggling and crawling about in the Great Grandmaster realm, trying to forge a path toward the Celestial Being realm.