The dragon's tail slammed into the ground, and immediately, it was as if a bomb had dropped into the ocean, causing towering waves to surge.
Ye Ling's body also kept retreating as the eight Golden Cores surged wildly, the inexhaustible spiritual power filling his body.
"Damn it! Even eight Golden Cores can't break the Heavenly Dao's binding, can it be that the Golden Core Stage really can't clash with those at the Late Stage of Tribulation Transcending?"
Ye Ling gritted his teeth. His strength was extraordinary, eight Golden Cores, and each one possessed terrifying power that was shocking to behold.
"It's just a damn dragon, I've even devoured the avatar of the Long Emperor, so I refuse to believe I can't kill you, Hei Long!"
Ye Ling soared into the sky, unleashing his Extinction Golden Body with a loud boom. The vast expanse of golden light shimmered across his body's surface, his hand gripping the Godslayer Stone tightly.
"You wretched dragon, taste my brick!"