"li"
Following a shimmer of Golden Wings, the air burst into a sudden, piercing clamor.
Chen Yuan then abruptly moved, his speed surged, transforming into a golden streak that whooshed through the space, slicing through the ink-black night, instantly crossing over three hundred yards, holding the Three-pointed Two-blade Spear in hand, like cleaving Mount Hua, furiously slashing towards that Pit Clan Heavenly Pass.
The Pit Clan Heavenly Pass, which had originally planned to take advantage of its War Beasts to charge and keep Chen Yuan trapped with the War Horn, planning to strike during the chaos, had its scheme all set. But then, he saw his opponent also possessing the same techniques, instantly escaping his horn's control and significantly accelerating his pace.
His face drastically changed, meeting those excited, bloodthirsty golden eyes head-on, feeling a chill rising, waving his horn in hand to block against the mountain-like Three-pointed Two-blade Spear.
"Clang"
