Battling the Tenth-tier Dark Race member
Editor: Henyee Translations
"Huh?"
Baiyuan stared at Ye Li, sensing the aura emanating from him.
"I suppose you've used some secret method to conceal the human aura," Baiyuan said coldly, a smirk playing on his lips.
At this moment, the Dark Race members on the ground and the genetic warriors on the city walls all gazed skyward.
"You seem to understand quite a lot," Ye Li said slowly with a smile.
Baiyuan's expression turned cold at the words. He stared at Ye Li. "Hand over the divine weapons, or you'll meet a brutal end."
Ye Li chuckled inwardly. Why was it that everyone kept demanding he surrender the divine weapons?
"If you want it, come and take it."
With those words, Ye Li retrieved the Dragon-slaying Blade from the system space.
Suddenly, a phantom of a five-clawed blood dragon soared into the sky, its roars echoing, exuding a chilling aura.
Baiyuan looked at the blade in Ye Li's hand, his eyes brightened.