Ye Chen held the Immortal Sword, facing countless Dragon Kings alone. Those Dragon Kings were all in the Divine Tribulation realm, and they rushed to kill him one after another.
"Overestimating your capabilities!"
A cold sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. He swung the long sword in his hand, and a white light instantly erupted from his body, condensing in mid-air into a huge light sword.
Chapter 1547