In Ye Tian's cold smirk, Taoist Xuan Ji's fist landed on Li Jinlong's chest. The stunned Li Jinlong staggered back several steps and finally spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, collapsing to the ground.
The shadow of the Dark Golden Dragon on his back also seemed to lose much of its luster, completely suppressed by Ye Tian's previous overpowering aura.
"Taoist, I asked you earlier if you needed help, and you still insisted on holding out?" Ye Tian looked towards Taoist Xuan Ji by his side.
Upon hearing this, Taoist Xuan Ji's face showed an awkward embarrassment, not expecting that he would ultimately rely on Ye Tian to repel the leader of the Golden Dragon Department.
His old face seemed unable to maintain its composure, as he replied, "If it weren't for that Ghost God Avatar, just with that guy, I definitely could have defeated him."
Ye Tian glanced back at Xia Yan as the three of them regrouped and stood together again.
