章節 1228: Might Of Saintly Look　　

"And who are you?"

Dragon Saint Ye Hong trained his eyes on Zhang Ruochen. His pupils constricted to the size of needles to see Zhang Ruochen's features clearly. His Spiritual Power hadn't reached level 50 yet. No matter how sharp his saintly eyes his were, he still couldn't penetrate the Spiritual Power barrier surrounding Zhang Ruochen.

"I am only a nameless figure. Even if I answer you, you still will not know my name."

He walked into the center of the Divine Dragon Pavilion with heavy and steady steps. All the cultivators in the pavilion curiously studied the young man clad in a white robe. They didn't know where he got the courage to stand up and speak to the Dragon Saints.

Ao Xinyan's thin brows furrowed slightly. She felt that this figure was extremely familiar. Unfortunately, his Spiritual Power was too advanced. She couldn't see his features clearly at all.