Hua Yunfei's voice wasn't loud, yet every living being gathered beneath Dao Mountain stared at him wide-eyed.
Wasn't that a little too arrogant?
The Sacred Dragon Clan was the king of ferocious beasts, with the most noble bloodline in the world. Any Sacred Dragon in the clan possessed tremendous combat strength. With comparable talent, few could match a member of the Sacred Dragon Clan, let alone fight two of them at once.
And he even wanted to add the Sacred Dragon Clan's Crown Prince.
One against three—who present would dare say such a thing?
Demoness Ji and Zhou Yan were both startled.
Zhou Yan hurriedly advised, "Fellow Daoist, think this through."
Demoness Ji's expression was serious. "Fellow Daoist, this is almost impossible. He is the Dragon Emperor's own son, not an ordinary Heavenly Prodigy."
Hua Yunfei waved a hand, and the two had no choice but to fall silent.
The Second Prince and Fourth Prince of the Sacred Dragon Clan turned around, their expressions cold. He wanted to fight them both at once? Just how much did he look down on them?
The Sacred Dragon Clan had stood in the Thirty-Three Heavens for ages, and no one had ever dared look down on them like this!
The Fourth Prince vanished from where he stood. A dragon's roar shook the heavens and earth as he appeared before Hua Yunfei and unleashed a Dragon Fist.
He said, "Last time, the Nether Son was there. This time, you and I will fight right here and settle who's stronger. I'll make you face reality!"
He had been deeply dissatisfied ever since their battle on the Ice Plain River. If Hua Yunfei and the Nether Son hadn't joined forces, how could he have suffered such a crushing defeat?
"You really do need to face reality."