Yao Xin let out a loud shout and transformed into his Dragon Body. A White Dragon roared furiously, covered in endless thunder, its imposing aura surging.
The powerful true form of the Silver White Dragon Clan needed no tempering at all. Their flesh was born to crush that of other races.
Yao Xin swept his tail, which came down like a heavy hammer, slamming toward Ye Kang's head.
Ye Kang acted as if he knew nothing was happening. He stood perfectly still, letting the dragon's tail sweep toward him.
"At this distance, why isn't he dodging?" several Demon Second Generations asked in confusion, their faces full of mockery.
They thought this human was far too arrogant. Even with his high cultivation, he was still suppressed by the battlefield, yet he didn't take the Crown Prince seriously. Soon, this human would pay for his arrogance.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon's tail drew near. Ye Kang finally moved.
He merely raised his right hand slightly and reached out with a simple grab, stopping the dragon's tail dead in front of his face.
The enormous Dragon Body should have been able to swat Ye Kang away like an ant, but his palm held it back, completely unable to advance another inch.
Yao Xin was instantly stunned. Then, refusing to believe it, he frantically drove his blood and qi, unleashing the full strength of his flesh and furiously venting his power.
But Ye Kang's right hand was like an iron gate, impossible to budge in the slightest.
"How is this possible?! The Crown Prince can't even move him!"
The Demon Second Generations gaped, feeling as if their hearts were about to leap out of their chests.
The sight was simply too horrifying. How could a human's flesh possibly be stronger than