Ye Tian was extremely worried. 'Even if I summon the Eight-winged Golden Scale Python, it would be no match for this man,' he thought. 'If I want to survive, maybe only the War Dragon Remnant Soul inside me can help.'
Ye Tian was frustrated. 'How did I get so unlucky?' An expert of this caliber was a rare sight, yet here one was. He couldn't tell if the man was friend or foe, so all he could do for now was wait and see.
In a flash, the newcomer appeared before Ye Tian and the others. He radiated a powerful aura that was suffocating.
The man looked at Ye Tian and the two other middle-aged men, a faint hint of surprise on his face. It was strange that one of the two was injured while Ye Tian was completely unscathed.
It was obvious that Ye Tian had been the one to injure the man. But how could someone who hadn't even broken through to the Second Vein possibly defeat a Three Veins expert? It seemed impossible, yet it had happened.
