The Mysterious Yellow Saint Physique's blazing battle intent, as though he had discovered a peerless treasure, became almost tangible flame.
It scorched the sky above the Mysterious Yellow Forbidden Ground.
The Xuanhuang qi surrounding him was no longer merely heavy; it had taken on an ancient, tyrannical vitality.
He seemed like a slumbering Primordial Ferocious Beast fully awakened, ready to choose someone to devour!
Faced with this towering aura, enough to strike terror into even an ordinary God King,
Ye Tian merely stood quietly in the void, his white robes untouched by dust, his black hair stirring gently in the wind.
His gaze remained calm, even carrying a faint indifference, as though he looked down upon the vicissitudes of all eternity.
Surging chaos divine power flowed around him.
Like obedient subjects guarding their sovereign, it was deep, vast, and bottomless.
"You wish to fight me? As you wish."
Ye Tian finally spoke, his voice level.
Yet it carried unquestionable majesty, as though his golden words were immutable law, reality obeying his every utterance.
He had agreed, but his bearing was more that of an emperor granting an audience to a challenger, with innate superiority and a trace of disdain.
As though, in his eyes, this First-Generation Mysterious Yellow Sacred Body, this Ancient Freak who had slumbered for countless ages,
Was merely... an opponent worth fighting, at most.
This dismissive attitude thoroughly ignited the proud fire within the Mysterious Yellow Saint Physique.
He had slumbered for countless ages, and even in his own era, he had swept through his opponents. When had anyone ever treated him with such contempt?
"Arrogant! Then let me show you the weight of Mysterious Yellow and the power of the Ancient and Modern Arts!"
The Mysterious Yellow Saint Physique roared, wasting no more words.
He stepped