The Golden Heavenly Stele descended, smashing onto Wang Chong's back and driving him into a pile of boulders. Rocks tumbled and dust rose, creating chaos.
CRASH!
Nine-year-old Wang Chong struggled vigorously, flattening a Stone Forest. His clothes were torn, his hair disheveled, and his eyes blazed with fire. He had achieved success at a young age and had never suffered such a great setback.
"Ye Fan!" Wang Chong shrieked. His eyes bulged, veins throbbing on his forehead; he looked terrifying. Although only nine years old, he already wore an expression of extreme ferocity and hostility.
ROAR... The sounds of dragon roars echoed. He formed the Dragon Seal with his hands, summoning eighteen Azure Dragons—double the number from before. Each was more massive, like eighteen mountain ranges spanning the sky, their power imposing.
BOOM!
