"Ye Chen's ascension speed is slow, but he seems to be in resonance with the Great Dao. With each step, he causes the heavens and earth to quake. Is he gathering momentum?"
Ye Chen ascended one heavenly stage at a time. With each step, lotus flowers bloomed beneath his feet, emanating a divine and transcendent aura that struck everyone to their core.
"This child is terrifying; a single glance from him brought me immense pressure!"
As Ye Chen ascended, he cast a glance at the Saints. It was a simple, indifferent look, but it brought unbearable pressure, causing even Saints to feel gravely serious.
"Ye Chen, no wonder Qing Luo likes you and gave her body to you!" A peerless female Saint looked at Ye Chen, her eyes shining brilliantly. "You indeed possess extraordinary prowess, with combat strength at the Saint Realm level. But I am a King, enough to suppress you!"
