"The youths of the Xuanyuan Dragon Sect have been oppressed for so long. As one of them, it's about time we struck back," Tianming said.

"Yeah...." Lingfeng was standing right in the middle of the stormy vortex. He was surrounded by ghostly green flames, his eyes glowing red.

"Has your fourth imperial soul formed?" Tianming asked.

"Almost. It's part of the way there. In terms of the power of my soul, I'm probably among the top three," Lingfeng said."Great!" Tianming really wanted to see how strong Lingfeng could get after having inherited the Primordial Demonlord's legacy.

Lingfeng now faced off against Long Wangyu and...