The Wangxian Monarch awoke.
The thunderclouds over Wangxian Ridge seemed to recede at that very moment, as if in fear of this Great Demon who possessed the bloodline of an Ancient Fierce Beast. The Sword-Patterned Silver Flood Dragon and the Green-Winged Flood Dragon both coiled their bodies, scales bristling all over as they trembled uncontrollably.
Under the gaze of this 'ancestor,' they seemed to have encountered a natural predator.
Horror filled the eyes of everyone within the ridge.
It was as if they had been struck by a Body Fixing Technique. In the presence of such a Fierce Beast, even Golden Core True Masters were forced to suppress all expression of emotion.
Only the Little Chick flapped its wings, looking ready to charge out at any moment.
"You want to destroy my Ye Race? Do you think you have what it takes?"
After a wild laugh, Ye Yuanji's eyes filled with madness.
"Take a guess… who will make it out alive tonight?"
