Many cultivators were incredibly astonished.
This added even greater pressure on the younger generation of prodigies, whether it was Lu Yi or the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son, their performances were too astonishing.
As the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son completed his Second Level Transformation, his aura surged, even possessing a hint of the True Dragon's majesty.
With his hands pushed out, his fleshly palms were like cast iron, extremely sturdy, and indestructible.
All the golden sword lights shattered, turning into scattered sparks of light.
The Heavenly Dragon Saint Son laughed loudly and strode towards Lu Yi, the void around him stirring as he moved.
"Lu Yi! If it weren't for that strike of yours that let me taste the bitterness of failure, I wouldn't have realized the Heavenly Dragon Second Transformation so soon! Now, it's your turn to taste that flavor. Heavenly Dragon Fist!"