C656 The Number One Person in the Upper House

Roar!

Golden dragon patterns danced through the air, weaving back and forth.

Amidst the shimmering gold, the faces of the few remaining elite-ranked martial artists were etched with despair.

They couldn't withstand this attack!

Soong Yang lifted his palm, and the leftover dragon patterns swirled above his head.

He asked, "Do you yield?"

His words were laced with an oppressive might