Ye Xiaotian stood in silence, as if the entire world had grown still, leaving his movements as the sole response.
Clamping his legs tightly around the robust warhorse beneath him, he moved with a fluid, seamless coordination, as though fusing into a single entity with the beast.
Wielding a long spear in one hand, the muscles in his arm strained tight as power surged endlessly toward the spearhead.
Chapter 237