"Xuan Long, what is this guy's level of strength?"
At this moment, Jiang Chen turned his head to look at Xuan Long and asked softly.
"Replying to the Dragon King, he is at the mid-stage Venerable Realm!" Xuan Long replied respectfully.
Jiang Chen nodded gently, reaching out to pat Xuan Long's shoulder.
Pa!
Buzz!
Suddenly, Jiang Chen slapped his palm on Xuan Long's forehead, a breath of ancient and vast energy emanating from his hand, a mysterious spirit aura wafted out, and a thumb-sized small figure sprung from Jiang Chen's brows, instantly drilled into Xuan Long's forehead.
"Young Master!"
"Mr. Jiang!"
Yan Hu and others were shocked, looking at Jiang Chen with bewilderment.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Xuan Long's face changed dramatically, a surge of imposing momentum erupted from him, pressing harshly towards Jiang Chen.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Bang!
