Seeing his carefully planned attack neutralized so easily, the man's expression turned hideous, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.
His cultivation was an entire major realm above Long Chen's, and they were both Heavenly Prodigies. How could the gap in their strength be so vast?!
He had heard that Long Chen ranked only tenth on the Quasi-Saint Realm Heavenly Prodigy Combat Power Rankings, yet he was already this terrifying. If the first-ranked Luo Shuihan attacked, wouldn't she kill him in a single blow?!
At that thought, the man couldn't help shuddering. It seemed he had come here only to kick an iron plate.
However, he did not give up resisting. Instead, he gritted his teeth and once again drove the spiritual power within him to its limit, pouring an endless stream of power into the Martial Platform beneath his feet.
More and more wooden spikes erupted wildly from the ground. They intertwined and fused, ultimately forming enormous, imposing Wood Dragons that lunged at Long Chen with claws bared and jaws snapping.
At the same time, the man unleashed the oppressive aura unique to experts in the Sub-Saint Realm, hoping to put Long Chen under even greater pressure and hinder him.
Yet Long Chen responded to all this with nothing more than a faint, mocking smile.
Playing such paltry tricks before a genuine true dragon was no different from showing off an axe before a master carpenter-he was only inviting humiliation!
Long Chen gripped the Green Dragon Crescent Moon Blade in his right hand, and blazing Dragon Flame instantly ignited along its length.
With each swing of his arm, every slash stirred up a savage blast of air. Under the impact of that overwhelming force, the seemingly indestructible Wood Dragons shattered, turning into heaps of splinters that scattered in