"We can't wait any longer! That flood dragon's aura is growing stronger and stronger. If we wait any longer, it'll break through to the Half-Step Heavenly Saint Realm! Then we'll be even less of a match for it!"
Zhang Qiming shouted grimly, "That demon dragon was already only a hair away from the Half-Step Heavenly Saint Realm. It has been lying low for the past half month, trying to break through its bottleneck. We've surrounded and attacked it for so long without managing to break in, which only gave it more time! If we don't break through the gates today, once it succeeds in breaking through, every one of us will die here! And so will the common people within thousands of miles! How will we answer to the Great General then?"
Having said that, he hesitated no longer. With one step, he arrived before the gates of the Myriad Splendor Sect.
At the same time, a vast aura at the peak of the Great Sage Realm swept forth!
The next moment, the gates of the Myriad Splendor Sect opened, and over a hundred disciples poured out. At their head stood a white-haired man in a Daoist robe. It was none other than the Myriad Splendor Sect's sect master, Fu Yuan.
Fu Yuan looked at Zhang Qiming, his brows knitting briefly before he put on a polite smile. "What do you mean by this, General Zhang? Are we fighting again?"
Zhang Qiming said coldly, "Fu Yuan, you should know the consequences of opposing the Myriad Forms Bureau. Hand over that flood dragon at once! If it breaks through, countless lives will be lost and everything within a thousand miles will be reduced to ruins. You know perfectly well what kind of disaster that would be."
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