Ji Changyan had already drawn his weapon when he asked for Li Tianming’s name. It was a fiery lance about two meters in length, its body covered by burning dragon scales. One look, and anyone would know that it was a top-tier grade five beastial weapon!

The weapon pointed at Li Tianming was called the Crimson Dragon Lance.

Ji Changyan was quite glad to meet such an opponent on the Abyssal Battlefield, especially one that was stupid enough to let his lifebound beast refine manna on the spot. That was no different from serving him the manna on a silver platter.

“Speak, what is your name!” Ji Changyan’s eyes shone, ready to strike the moment Li Tianming replied.

 While Jiang Feiling was still nervous about the impending fight, Li Tianming laughed out. “I’m your father, the Torch Dragon King. Son, do you not recognise your own daddy?”

Ji Changyan snickered. “Alright, that just answered the question of whether I should defeat or kill you.”

In the Abyssal Battlefield, they were all rivals, opponents. The only problem was that...