"Even if you have ascended to the Immortal Realm, as someone of the same level, I have dwelled here for many years. You, a mere novice, cannot disrespect me."
The Demon Saint looked down at Ye Guichen, the aura of the Demon Clan's leader showing forth.
"Oh? Is that so?"
Ye Guichen heard the Demon Saint's words and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Then let's give it a try!"
Ye Guichen had just ascended to a new realm and urgently needed someone of equal or higher level to temper the new power he acquired.
Right now, an excellent sparring partner was right before him, which Ye Guichen eagerly accepted.
"Roar!"
With a dragon's roar, Ye Guichen's figure had already arrived in front of the Demon Saint.
"Huff!"
Ye Guichen suddenly thrust a punch at the Demon Saint, the fist accompanied by the dragon's roaring sound, surrounded by rolling golden True Qi.
"Power of one dragon!"
"Damn it! This kid acted without delay, apparently having no regard for me!"
