In front of the altar, a three-meter-tall crimson figure stood tall, surrounded by a wild and fierce aura, like a sleeping dragon in a haze.
Huang Liang's roar echoed across the entire battlefield, yet upon seeing that Lu Ye made no move, he realized something was amiss.
There must be some problem on Lu Ye's side!
Almost at the same time this thought crossed his mind, another fierce voice rang out, "Kill him! Quickly kill him!"
The tone was filled with urgency.
It was Blood Owl!
As a powerful cultivator of the Divine Sea Realm, he had never regarded the cultivators of the Soaring Dragon World lightly, even if he was trapped by the Sword Array of Haoran Academy, he managed with ease.
But when Lu Ye donned the Dragon Throne, a strong sense of alarm suddenly surged in his heart.
That piece of crimson cover armor posed a huge threat to him.
This threat was not merely about deciding his life or death, but it also posed a threat to the existence of the altar!
