Yang Ye stood on the Divine Gold Dragon in the air above the Origin School, and he pointed Lag towards the Origin School down below while revealing a cold and indifferent expression.

Countless disciples of the Origin School ran out onto the square outside their grand hall and gazed at both Yang Ye and the divine gold dragon in midair.

“That’s the Sword Sect’s Yang Ye? What powerful Sword Intent! I’m actually affected by his Sword Intent while he’s that far away! My god! Exactly how strong is his Sword Intent?”

“That enormous dragon beneath his is a legendary Divine Gold Dragon? How terrifying! It’s even more terrifying than the descriptions in the ancient texts. According to legend, the Dragon Race is extremely proud and looks down upon humans. How could a dragon actually be willing to become Yang Ye’s mount? My god! Could it be...