The battle had ended. Xue Tu had lost.0

Even at the end, he couldn’t comprehend how it happened. He wanted to continue fighting, but his body simply couldn’t hold out anymore.0

Although Long Chen had done his best to avoid striking Xue Tu’s vital points during their clash, Xue Tu had still endured a barrage of blows. Even a body forged from iron and steel would have collapsed under such punishment.0

Yet, despite his defeat, no one cried foul. Long Chen’s overwhelming power had earned their full respect.0

In his battle against Ba Ta, Long Chen had called the Imperial Dragon race "insects" and utterly crushed their strongest warrior. That alone had dramatically shifted everyone’s impression of him.0

Now, with Xue Tu successfully absorbing Ba Ta’s soul and will, it was a call for celebration. The Imperial Dragon race’s mightiest master had...0