Every living being in this world had a weakness. For the Ash Dragon God, someone who treasured his pride as a member of the Dragon God Realm above everything else in life, Qianye Ying’er’s brief words had been far more tortuous to him than anything the Three Yama Ancestors had done.

Yun Che slowly looked towards him as he spoke in a voice filled with disdain, “What? Is this lowly dragon trying to give me commands? If you want me to graciously bestow death upon you, you’ll have ...