At this moment, what made Ye Tian feel extremely fortunate was that he had only subdued the avatars of Ghost Gods of lower ranks. If they were all at the Rashamon Level, by now he might have been truly dumbfounded.
The Blue Dragon Envoy, having staggered back several steps, steadied himself and looked at Ye Tian in disbelief. Originally, he thought Ye Tian was just a Martial Artist of the Heavenly Communication Realm, but now it seemed that it was not that simple at all; Ye Tian's strength had probably reached the Primordial Realm.
"Ye Tian, I really didn't expect your strength to grow so rapidly," the Blue Dragon Envoy said, staring intently at Ye Tian, anger in his voice.
"Do you think Dragon Hall can grasp my whereabouts clearly? I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed this time. Today, none of you and your men will leave this back mountain alive!" Ye Tian pointed at the Blue Dragon Envoy and his subordinates, exclaiming in rage.
"How presumptuous!"
