"Damn it, kill him! Hurry up and kill him! He's already at his limit! Charge up there and kill him now—we'll definitely be able to take him down! What are you hesitating for?"
"Charge up! Kill him for me! Kill him!"
"Go! If you still don't go, I'll definitely deal with you!"
"My fellow clansmen, for the dignity of our Dragon Clan, kill him!"
The five-clawed golden dragon roared without cease, yet not a single dragon dared step forward.
They all knew that whoever went first would surely die.
They were all waiting for someone to take the lead.
They were all waiting for someone willing to die.
But who wanted to die?
No one wanted to die. No one wanted to seek death of their own accord.
Much less the lofty Dragon Clan.
Only by living could they have a future.
Ye Lin, watching all this unfold, merely gave a scornful laugh.
This was the Dragon Clan?
I alone fought an entire race. I wasn't afraid, yet these bastards were the ones who got scared.
Still, this time had truly been perilous. Taking on an entire race alone was somewhat too much.
After all, this was the Dragon Clan, not some insignificant race.
Even with the Chaos Sword Body, it had been far too taxing.
If these bastards had continued charging forward without fear of death, then he would have had to consider retreating.
"What a powerful fellow."
Just then, a soft laugh echoed through the Starry Sky.
The dragons' faces lit up as though they had seen hope, and they quickly parted to make way.
At the end of the path, a young man cloaked in black approached expressionlessly.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Tian."
"Though my name is ordinary, I have another title—the God