Chương 115: The Dark Night Saint

The White Dragon Saint didn't expect the fire to burn him. He was just standing there quietly.

Why did the enemy treat him like a pushover?

Clang!

The White Dragon Saint used his tail to block the enemy's ax.

"Hmph!"

The White Dragon Saint wasn't a useless decoration just because he chose to keep a low profile. He was extremely powerful.

Even though he might be the last among the Twelve Holy Envoys, he was still far more powerful than any of them.

BOOM!

The White Dragon Saint didn't directly kill the enemy. Instead, he slowly approached them after blasting them down to the ground, exerting unparalleled pressure and fear on the enemies.

With the White Dragon Saint's strength, it would have been easy to kill them. However, he was confused. Why did the enemies choose to attack him first rather than the others? Did they think he was easy to bully?