"Bang!"
Two seemingly terrifying attacks collided fiercely, yet they did not burst forth with extremely violent ripples of energy. They merely diffused a harsh sound of boulders crashing against each other across the ground of the square.
This strike looked terrifying, but the two of them were merely testing the waters. That astonishing impact still caused Long Tian's body to step back slightly, trembling internally.
Even the grey giant outside Long Tian's body was suddenly covered in prominent cracks. Conversely, looking at Long Yuan's fist beside him, it was completely unscathed, save for some scarlet liquid flowing that slowly covered his fist, making the attack beneath his fist appear exceptionally terrifying.
"It seems your strength hasn't improved much over the years."
Instantly, watching Long Tian's feeble figure like this, a triumphant smile suddenly curled up across Long Yuan's mouth, his gloomy gaze staring intently at Long Tian.
He knew that his strength and Long Tian's had always been evenly matched. If not for the reward bestowed by the Silver Dragon King, how could he so easily surpass the other party today?
However, none of this mattered. This time, the Silver Dragon King's scheme was seamless; even if a heavenly deity descended, it could no longer be stopped... Long Yuan's mind had already conjured the miserable scene of Long Tian and other Golden Dragon King Lineage powerhouses being reduced to prisoners.
With the strike concluded, Long Tian's gaze lingered continuously on Long Yuan's body, sweeping his expression slightly before furrowing his brows even tighter.
Among the powerhouses of the Dragon Clan, they were almost mutually aware of one another. The strength and combat power of the two of them had always been in a state of mutual balance... Yet why was it that when exchanging blows now, the gap in combat