White Bone Young Master was sent flying backward. As the weakest person present, facing Ye Tian was like a weed by the roadside peering up at a divine dragon in the heavens. He was no match at all; he could only be crushed.
I might as well fish in muddy waters. Going up there would only make me cannon fodder anyway.
This was White Bone Young Master's most honest thought, but unfortunately, he did not dare act on it.
Today, even the Ghost-Faced Man of the Dark Sequence had come here to join them in surrounding and killing Ye Tian.
Yet Ye Tian remained relaxed and unruffled. Even surrounded by five powerful foes, he showed not the slightest fear.
"I'll go help Master!"
Long Nu'er stepped forward, about to attack, only for Ye Tian to speak before she could.
"Spectators need only watch."
"If anyone dares interfere, I'll settle accounts with them afterward as well!"
Ye Tian's voice boomed like thunder, utterly stern.
Long Nu'er, who had intended to help him, immediately stopped in her tracks, not daring to approach.
Even Long Aotian had considered helping Ye Tian earlier. After all, although their younger generation competed for supremacy, they ought to stand united against their common enemy when facing Dark Prodigies.
But after hearing Ye Tian's words, he decided to wait and see. If Ye Tian truly could not handle them, it would not be too late to intervene then—and he could earn a favor in the bargain.
"Today, I'll send all five of you to hell!"
Ye Tian snorted coldly. Divine light shone around his body, and every cell seemed to radiate brilliance. Powerful qi-blood force erupted, as though it could annihilate everything.
His qi-blood surged to the heavens, forming a Qi-Blood Divine Dragon that coiled around him. Even