Man Tong's Shock
"Well, you helped Man Xiaoping before. Without your help, he couldn't have awakened the Barbarian God Bloodline, and my Eighth Madam's body wouldn't have recovered so easily either. Our Barbarian Race always repays kindness," Man Tong said.
"However, by getting involved in this matter, you've offended people from Dark Nether and the War God Palace. Aren't you afraid of their retaliation? Those two forces both want nothing more than to kill me," Jiang Chen said.
"Little Friend Jiang, you're joking. With your talent and strength, your future achievements are limitless. Isn't it better to offer help when someone is down than to add flowers to brocade?" Man Tong said.
Man Tong no longer beat around the bush and directly made his stance clear.
"All right, then. I'll make friends with your Barbarian Race," Jiang Chen said.
By saying this, Jiang Chen had acknowledged the other party.
"By the way, the grand formation at your entrance is called the Imperial God Formation, right? It's a Tenth-order Array Master-level formation," Jiang Chen said.
Man Tong revealed a surprised expression when he heard this.
"Little Friend Jiang, how did you know that? Could it be that you're also proficient in formations? Or have you seen a formation like this before?" Man Tong asked in surprise.
"I've studied this formation. The Imperial God Formation is a tenth-order low-grade formation. At most, it can withstand experts below the third level of the Martial God Realm. However, with a formation like this, if powerful enemies attack, your Barbarian Race will have enough time to react. But your grand formation has existed for too long, and it hasn't been properly repaired in all these years. Its power has declined considerably. If truly powerful experts attack, I'm afraid it won't hold out for long," Jiang