Everyone turned to look. At the center of the Holy Spring, Ye Lin stood above its waters with his hands behind his back, while before him was Niu Er, his body continuously curling in on itself.
Niu Er's vertical pupils were filled with disbelief, and even more so with wariness.
Deep wariness.
A faint pressure emanated from Ye Lin's body—mysterious, ancient, and carrying a trace of dragon might.
Dragon might was something only a True Dragon possessed.
Every race of the Divine Beast Clan possessed its own unique pressure. As a Snakefolk with dragon blood flowing within his veins, he was even more sensitive to dragon might.
The moment Ye Lin released his dragon might, Niu Er did not even have the courage to make a move.
It was more like the suppression of a superior being upon a lower-tier powerhouse.
For a moment, his enormous body writhed restlessly.
"Heh, save that question for when you get below."
Hearing this, Ye Lin merely smiled faintly before striking without hesitation. Countless long swords flew up from the Holy Spring below.
Each of those long swords radiated an incomparably dense aura of Blood Baleful, and every one of them was blood-red.
These were Sword Qi Ye Lin had manifested using his own Sword Dao essence, together with the blood of the human race beneath them.
"Today, I will use the blood of humanity's prodigies to behead you."
Ye Lin's expression turned cold. With a wave of his hand, countless streaks of Sword Qi tore through the void and arrived before Niu Er in an instant.
Niu Er swayed his massive body and whipped over with his huge serpent tail.
A thunderous boom rang out. Countless streaks of Sword Qi were smashed apart by the serpent tail, but Niu Er was no better