At this moment.
Yang Jian's entire body tingled, lying in that pit, somewhat bedraggled, his gaze fixed dazedly at the Sky Dome.
He is Heaven's Chosen Son, the strongest of the new generation through Heavenly Court's history, representing the hope of the future Master of Heaven... All his frenzied battles have been just to hone his bloodline, this boiling battle spirit and powerful force in his veins are what he believes to be the hope of revival!
He once thought that one day he would lose to someone of the same rank, but at least in the future, he would become... a God, or even a more powerful figure of high order.
Yet.
Unexpectedly here... he was easily defeated.
No.
I can't call it defeated.
I couldn't even touch the hem of that guy's clothes.
Though I still have many trump cards, sequence abilities, and even legendary items unused, purely in terms of spiritual energy, I used my eyes yet couldn't be a match.
This was a huge blow to him.
However.
The next moment.
