Sponsored

Eryao paid no attention to the impotent rage of this Divine Dragon, flaunting his own prowess.

His expression was disdainful, mocking.

The corners of his mouth were lifted in a sneer.

The most pitiful was that challenging Divine Dragon; the stronger the power he unleashed, the stronger the force that rebounded onto him.

Thinking he’d defeat his opponent, he instead found himself struck by the same powerful force he unleashed, unknowingly suffering from the return of his own attack.

If it weren’t for the railings and the Formation on the arena, he would’ve been knocked off by his own force.

This impotently enraged Divine Dragon felt useless in front of his underlings and his master, also realizing how deviously cunning Eryao was.

His indomitable spirit led him to unleash his own power, which returned and left him with internal injuries.

Disregarding the pain, the Divine Dragon’s edges emerged, and its scales appeared.

These were the Divine Dragon’s protective Magical Treasures, yet they couldn’t prevent injuries.

Indeed, he was injured, but it was pain only, not internal injury.

Eryao’s small lesson for this troublemaker didn’t cripple him, showing restraint befitting a big brother.

Soft-heartedness it was.

Jiang Tang didn’t expect the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space’s Divine Dragons and Divine Beasts to be so weak. Luckily, they weren’t sent out on solo missions, for their arrogance and weakness would lead to an unknown death.

Thinking this inwardly, he showed no expression outwardly.

The weak Divine Dragon actually felt deeply embarrassed, utterly ashamed.

He wondered if his pride was excessive.

Confusion stirred within him; after today’s competition, he’d lose face, questioning his position as the leader.

Being the leader wasn’t easy; why was challenging the top dog so difficult?

Isn’t it just that he’s a few years older? How is he so much stronger?

Was his pride a mistake?

His pride wasn’t wrong; he was indeed the strongest among this batch of Divine Dragons.

He found Eryao deceitfully cunning for not using the inherited Cultivation Technique of the Divine Dragons and Beasts, employing instead the Formations his master had learned.

"Ah ah"

They took me for an Evil Demon; you sly Snow Dragon, one day I’ll defeat you.

The troublemaker Divine Dragon internally howled, realizing the opponent used Formations, knowing further battle meant certain defeat.

It was during his first match with an opponent that he injured himself.

This was definitely a stain in his life.

As the troublemaker began the battle, he was still in youthful form, but fighting transformed him back into his Divine Dragon form.

Amidst his tantrum, his anger, and his injury, the Divine Dragon swung its tail in mad fury.

Eryao simply stood there, watching the mad demon go berserk.

Driving a proud Divine Dragon to madness didn’t even require any means from her!

Eryao’s enraging tactics, indifferent to life and death, drove the Divine Dragon to madness directly.

The Divine Dragon’s madness couldn’t affect Eryao, nor any other Divine Beasts below the arena.

Nor could it affect Jiang Tang and the Elves watching.

Jiang Tang saw the Divine Dragon spiraling into madness, feeling a tinge of compassion, as the opponent had already lost, so let him off the arena.

One reason for this decision was that the tournament’s nature meant losing was losing. It shouldn’t affect his future training.

Losing wasn’t terrifying, but losing and getting sealed would complicate future training.

Jiang Tang didn’t want to discourage a Divine Dragon and reduce his number of underlings.

His aim in the competition was to instill some humility, showing him there were mountains beyond mountains, people better than others.

Even among Divine Dragons, there were stronger ones.

Eryao saw his master let the defeated Divine Dragon off the arena, a chance for that Divine Dragon to amend.

He said nothing, simply made a winning gesture, then another, inviting others to step up. Who’s next?

Come on, come on!

At this point, the other Divine Dragons, seeing the proudest and strongest was defeated without even fighting, were astounded.

The other Divine Dragons, exchanging looks, found it all unbelievable.

The other Divine Dragons refrained from stepping forward, but the other Divine Beasts were eager.

Knowing the opponent used Formations, while they couldn’t perform them, they could unravel them.

This time, a Phoenix took the stage, one that had transformed, taking a maiden’s shape.

A beautiful maiden flew up, gesturing to Eryao.

"Big brother, may I spar with you?"

"Oh," Eryao made a welcoming gesture to the Phoenix.

Initially, the intention was only to teach that Divine Dragon a lesson.

Once using Formations, there wasn’t any competition content.

Once engaged, it left no chance but defeat for him.

These Divine Dragons had learned Formation Techniques, but they couldn’t break this seal.

Back then, this seal could seal a monkey that had become an Immortal, its power lay in its ability to seal Immortals.

Divine Dragons and other Divine Beasts were merely Divine Beasts, not Immortals.

This seal could certainly bind them.

Even human cultivator Great Powers could be sealed, let alone these mere Divine Beasts.

These Divine Beasts, though having inheritances, lacked significant Formation abilities.

Of course, they were not as good as human Great Powers.

But the current human protégés, nurtured to this level, possessed strong abilities.

With a master in the Cultivation World, nurturing these people, they excelled not just in Formations but in various skills, aiming for All-Around mastery.