Dragon Waterfall Gorge Battle

Dragon Waterfall Gorge Battle

As soon as Zhang Wushuang finished speaking, the atmosphere inside the tent immediately grew tense. Zhang Mingshu nodded, his gaze sharp as a blade. "Wushuang is right. We must deal with the Python King first."

The Seventh-Tier Tiger King let out a low growl. Its figure cast a huge shadow at the tent entrance, and its eyes revealed its eagerness for the battle to come.

"Good. Then it's settled." Zhang Mingshu gave the final word, then turned to the Seventh-Tier Nine-tailed Demon Fox, Little White. "Little White, you're responsible for scouting first. Make absolutely certain our plan is foolproof."

Little White nodded. Its figure turned into a streak of white light and vanished from the tent in an instant, beginning its scouting mission.

It should be able to undo the Eighth-Tier seal soon, right?

The next day, Zhang Wushuang, Zhang Mingshu, the Seventh-Tier Changbai Snow Tiger Demon King, and the Seventh-Tier Nine-tailed Demon Fox, Little White, gathered outside Dragon Waterfall Gorge. Their gazes were all fixed on the depths of the gorge, where the Python King's territory lay.

The rocks of Dragon Waterfall Gorge came in all shapes and sizes, while sheer cliffs towered into the clouds. Some rocks thrust into the sky like sharp swords, exuding a cold, austere air; others crouched like colossal beasts, brimming with magnificent power. The patterns on the cliffs seemed like marks left behind by the passage of time. Under the sunlight, light and shadow interwove, resembling a series of natural paintings.

The gorge wound and twisted like a curve casually sketched by Mother Earth. As they advanced along it, the path was sometimes so narrow that a person could pass only by turning sideways, creating a suffocating sense of tension. At other times, it suddenly opened wide, revealing a