After receiving confirmation from Elder Fire, Wyatt Barnes was elated for quite some time.
Knowing that the strength of one's body, to a certain degree, also affects one's personal power.
Humans and members of the Dragonsmith Clan with the same cultivation level, same techniques, and identical Saint Veins... Among them, the Dragonsmith Clan prevails due to their stronger bodies.
If it were a Five-Clawed Divine Dragon, defeating an opponent from a higher realm would be a piece of cake.
After a while, Wyatt's emotions gradually calmed down, and he asked again, "Elder Fire, how strong are you now?"
"I don't know."
Elder Fire shook his head, "I'm not familiar with the levels of cultivation in this world... However, with that previous Little Devil Dragon, all I need now is to exhale, and I could obliterate him, ensuring he never finds peace in the afterlife!"
Hearing Elder Fire's words, the corners of Wyatt's mouth twitched fiercely.
Just a breath to kill Emperor Yonah?
