Finally, We Can Meet!
Three days later, Yin Jiuling and the other two stood atop Star Plucking Pavilion, gazing out at the magnificent Tianyi City.
At the same time, they saw an endless swath of black clouds surging across the sky before Tianyi City, sweeping over heaven and earth.
"Enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Boom~ boom~ boom~"
Within Tianyi City, cries of alarm echoed through the streets as the deep, sonorous bells pounded against the hearts of every cultivator.
"They're here." Jian Ruohan gazed sharply toward the outskirts of Tianyi City.
Yin Jiuling and Zhao Yue wore solemn expressions. They exchanged a glance and began making preparations.
At that moment, Ninth Uncle-Master appeared atop Star Plucking Pavilion in a blur. In a low voice, he said, "Given Lord Xuan Tong's temperament, he'll have the Heaven Flipping Army attack the city while he rides the dragon into Tianyi City and slaughters every powerful figure inside."
"I hope the three of you have a useful plan. Otherwise, Tianyi City will surely be plunged into a living hell!"
The Tianyi City Lord raised his head with a grave expression. A rumbling roar came from the City Protection Formation.
Yin Jiuling, Ninth Uncle-Master, Zhao Yue, Jian Ruohan, and the Tianyi City Lord all looked up toward the sky. Through the thick clouds, they saw a hideous dragon head emerge. Between the horns of the flood dragon stood a young man wreathed in overwhelming evil energy. He raised a hand and swept it out, sending a black sword ray cleaving through the City Protection Formation.
The Evil Flood Dragon's enormous body squeezed through the crack in the formation and entered Tianyi City, charging straight toward Star Plucking Pavilion.
By now, several hundred powerful figures from Tianyi City had gathered around Star Plucking Pavilion. Among them were