Chen Jue stamped his right foot, and in an instant, the air froze.
He slowly raised his hand, and a rift appeared behind him.
The next moment, the rift widened abruptly, and a golden dragon head slowly emerged.
Before long, the Dragon God, covered in nine-colored scales, appeared above Chen Jue.
With a furious roar, countless enormous cracks spread across the entire spectator stand!
Meanwhile, the Arena Master sat in the seat of honor with Busty Beauty in his arms, looking heartbroken.
"Good heavens, please go easy! This is a small business-we can't afford repairs!"
As he lamented, he squeezed Busty Beauty's pert bottom.
Every so often, his hand ventured deeper inside.
Busty Beauty, meanwhile, had eyes only for Chen Jue, her pupils practically turning into pink hearts!
Everyone in the stands marveled at the sight before them.
After all, dragon martial souls ranked extremely high among beast martial souls.
In an instant, their amazement turned into bewilderment, with a trace of fear.
Because they saw six red soul rings!
Six Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!
Their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. They could not believe what they were seeing.
Even a man who had just taken a drink spat his water all over the back of the person in front of him...
Because no one in history had ever achieved anything as terrifying as this!
And just how young was the person before them?
Not only was his soul ring configuration heaven-defying, but his soul power level was also outstanding!
A Soul Emperor!
They could not help feeling both envy and jealousy!
"That guy's a monster!!!"
"Since when has the continent had a genius like this? Which great clan is he from?"
"Could he be from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? He does have a