At this thought, Ye Guichen quickly invoked the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique, enveloping himself in Yin energy.
At this moment, the Yin energy around Ye Guichen was dense and chilling, resembling a specter.
Success or failure hinges on this gamble.
As the saying goes, one seeks fortune amidst danger.
The path of cultivation is inherently akin to rowing upstream; if you do not advance, you will fall behind.
Anyone who reaches the mountain peak and becomes distinguished did so by licking blood off the blade.
Ye Guichen understood that while his current cultivation might be decent, facing true masters, he feared he couldn't compare even to their little finger.
Especially when considering the possibility of a true evil dragon in the Daqian Dynasty's rear mountain.
Such an evil dragon is entirely different from a flood dragon.
Once the evil dragon appears, even a breath from it might turn him to ashes.
The power gap made Ye Guichen hunger even more for strength.
