"Donning the cloak doesn't make you a champion. You're not worthy..." He Lan smiled faintly.
That overwhelming spiritual energy and divinity weighed heavily on the land.
At the same time, semi-transparent cubes appeared around the Ancient Sky Comet Dragon.
Like mines appearing before a submarine, they completely shackled the dragon's prideful speed.
This is the consequence of using the Champion Cloak; the cloak's intense Blood Evil Energy is as conspicuous as a torch in the Dark Forest.
All enemies of humans will sense his presence.
Some will flee in fear, while others may be drawn here for a battle with the champion!
He Lan is the latter; indeed, he knows that he cannot defeat the Eighth Generation champion.
If Yang Chen, the Eighth Generation champion, were truly here, he wouldn't dare show himself.
He aims to seize Yang Chen's ability.
But he also knows that among Overlords, almost none can face a champion at their peak.
