Long Chen stood before the mighty warriors of the Rhinodragon Clan, his body shrouded in raging imperial flames that surged uncontrollably. The sheer might of his draconic aura swept across the heavens like an unrelenting tidal wave, pressing upon the land with devastating force. His aura grew more terrifying by the moment, the imperial flames around him dancing wildly as if reaching a critical point—on the verge of a breakthrough. Having slaughtered countless dragon warriors, Long Chen now stood like an avenging deity before the survivors. Their fates hung by a mere thread, dictated solely by his will. Gulp... A collective swallow echoed among the Rhinodragon warriors. Beads of cold sweat trickled down their backs, their bodies frozen in dread. No one dared utter a word, fearing that a single misplaced syllable could seal their doom in an instant. Looking back now, their attempt to band together and slay Long Chen seemed laughably naive—a foolish act of arrogance that now bore t...