Judgment from Long Zhantian!

"Second Revolution Late Stage, hahaha, looks like when it comes to cultivation talent, it's still this crown prince who's fucking—"

Long Zhantian broke off halfway, then froze.

He stared at Zhang Xuanchen in shock, his words turning a little stuttered.

"Wh-what?

Three Transformations?

Late stage?"

"That's right. What about it?" Zhang Xuanchen said with a solemn expression, forcibly holding back his laughter.

Long Zhantian clenched his fist.

For some reason, he only felt that Zhang Xuanchen was extremely punchable.

But sensing the pressure of Late Golden Core radiating from Zhang Xuanchen, he forcibly swallowed that anger back down.

There was no way around it.

Right now, he only had Third Stage early-stage cultivation.

He could not beat him.

To preserve his own face, he turned and slapped Golden Roc across the face.

The blow sent him flying back more than ten meters.

Behind him floated the lifelike phantom of a Golden Dragon.

It made Long Zhantian's aura soar by more than tenfold.

That bloodline suppression from the sovereign of the Demon Race made the Golden-winged Azure Water Roc and the thousands upon thousands of demon beasts flying toward this place all lower their heads one after another.

Their enormous beast bodies trembled nonstop.

"Golden Roc! Who gave you the dog guts to dare stop my people!

"Fuck!

"My brother is someone you can touch?

"You want to die? This crown prince will grant your wish!

"Do you really think my Dragon Court will decline without your Golden-winged Azure Water Roc clan?!

"Tell this crown prince!

"Several years ago, when your clan's Jin Shijiu wanted to kill my brother, wasn't it me who thickened my face and begged Xuanchen to spare his life?

"That point was recorded perfectly clearly on the Image Recording Crystal!

"Golden Roc! Did you not see it?