The dragon scales and whiskers on his body were vivid and lifelike, only a pair of dragon eyes seemed out of harmony, as they were filled with an aura of brutality and slaughter.
Without much movement from Chen Yuan, just a single thought, linking the Dragon Soul Spirit, that Dragon Soul let out a long howl to the sky, soared forth, with its massive body facing the rushing river of Sword Qi.
The Sword Qi roared like a tsunami, while the Dragon Soul shrouded the sky and covered the sun.
In the clear skies above the Capital, patches of black clouds began to gather.
The campaign officially commenced.
The Emperor Slaughter Saber autonomously blocked the river of Sword Qi, Chen Yuan stood with hands behind his back, stepped forward, and a few strands of long hair fluttered in the wind, while behind him, a ghostly image of a terrifying Demon God more frightening than Ying Hong instantly solidified.
"Boom!!!"
