It was not only Yang Chen who was tense; everyone was sweating bullets for him.
This battle of Yang Chen's represented all of humanity!
It represented the honor of an entire race.
Whoever won could seize that honor.
Yet it could not be denied that the current situation was extremely unfavorable for Yang Chen. Still, no one could help him.
The Great Emperors were tense, and so were those friends familiar with Yang Chen.
Su Yao watched Yang Chen in the distance, her brows tightly furrowed. She knew full well that Yang Chen had already brought out every method he had used when fighting her, yet he was still at a disadvantage. If Yang Chen had no other new means, then this battle would spell grave danger for him.
For the moment, Yang Chen had pinned his hopes on the two Black Mountain Black Bears. If the two bears could not do it, then he would have no choice but to use his other trump cards.
What delighted Yang Chen was that his idea had worked. Though these two foolish bears were not particularly sharp-witted, they were remarkably dependable as teammates.
The two Black Mountain Black Bears quickly immersed themselves in the delicious process of "eating." They actually treated the storm clusters as food, opening their huge mouths, grabbing them, and stuffing them inside. And sure enough, before long, quite a few storms had been swallowed by the two Black Mountain Black Bears.
Every Great Emperor was dumbstruck by the sight.
They had considered the slim possibility that Yang Chen might resolve the storm clusters, or barely survive them. But they had never imagined that the storm clusters would be eaten as food by two Black Mountain Black Bears.
Yang Chen let out a long breath of relief when he