"Mm." Chen Mu nodded in agreement.
His main concern was that if these two Saint Dragons kept this nonsense up, quite a few people throughout the Capital City would roast to death, while the other half would freeze to death!
A little cultivation could not withstand the terrifying aftershocks of these two Saint Dragons' battle.
If they lacked even that much power, they would not have been called demigods of the mortal world.
"Yes! I'll stop them right away." With Chen Mu's permission, Ye Qingcheng was as delighted as a little child.
She was thrilled to finally have a chance to put on a proper display in front of Chen Mu.
As his guard, she had not fought without holding back in a long time.
This was the perfect chance to find out just how much these mortal-world demigods were worth.
Drawing the Seven-Foot Sword, she severed both dragons' breath attacks with a single slash.
"Crown Princess?!"
The Azure-Scaled Saint Dragon had been so absorbed in fighting the Black Dragon that he only now noticed Ye Qingcheng.
He hurriedly shut his jaws and communicated through the Sound Transmission Art, afraid of accidentally hurting her.
He knew full well how much Ye Qingcheng meant to Chen Mu. Injuring her would be no laughing matter.
"..."
The Black Dragon stopped attacking because he had never imagined that a mere member of the Human Race could sever his dragon flames.
"This has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, get out of the way and stop interfering!"
Without opening his mouth, the Black Dragon sent his voice directly into Ye Qingcheng's mind.
"My husband would like you two to get along peacefully instead of fighting. If possible, could you sit down and talk this over?" Ye Qingcheng asked with