Ye Tian hadn't expected to lose control of his emotions, but the War Dragon Heavenly Arm was simply too terrifying. It was as if the power of the Dragon-shaped Mark and the Black Glaze Sword had been completely concentrated in his arm.
Ye Tian's cry startled Ye Feifei out of her meditation. Even the Eight-winged Golden Scale Python guarding the cave flew in quickly, arriving before him.
"Brother Tian, what's wrong? Why are you covered in sweat? What happened? Please don't scare me!" Ye Feifei cried out, her heart skipping a beat.
"Feifei, I'm fine now," Ye Tian said, looking a little embarrassed. "I just mastered a new skill and lost control for a moment. Sorry for worrying you."
Only then did Ye Feifei notice the screen of light in front of Ye Tian. She had been so worried about him that she had completely overlooked something so obvious.
