Chu Yi stared resolutely, occasionally shivering involuntarily.
He couldn't help it; he had seen many shocking scenes, but just the thought of Yin Zhiping being like a tiny ant in front of the Taixu Ancient Dragon made him feel uncomfortable.
And very afraid.
Of course, there were also aspects that made Chu Yi very emotional.
The Taoist Magic of these three Prime Ancestors was particularly remarkable; to create something as extraordinary as a Host.
Yang Dingtian stood right beside Chu Yi, observing all of Chu Yi's fear and astonishment.
"Feeling a lot of pressure, huh?"
Surprisingly, Yang Dingtian, like a father, patted Chu Yi on the head.
Chu Yi answered honestly, "Yes, it's indeed a lot of pressure."
The pressure Chu Yi felt wasn't just because the Taixu Ancient Dragon entered Yin Zhiping's body. There was also the fact that Yin Zhiping's strength would surge, and he would certainly try every possible way to trouble him.
