Xiaolong Mountain Domain was merely a dragon clan tribe within the secret realm. It would already have struggled to face the Headless White Corpse clan alone, let alone with the addition of the Wind-Thunder Winged Qilin Beast clan.
"Activate the protective formation!" Wen Kaishan rose into the air, looking down at the busy, chaotic Xiaolong Mountain Domain, and felt as if the end of the world were crashing down. When the enemy had shown signs of making a move, he had personally gone to ask Wen Tingdao to intervene and had used a spell to contact the other dragon clan tribes. But the situation had grown far more severe than he had expected. Wen Kaishan realized that even if the neighboring dragon tribes arrived, they might not be able to avert this calamity.
At Wen Kaishan's command, seven dragon roars shook the entire Xiaolong Mountain Domain. Everyone knew that one hidden dragon's aura had been locked down, but Wen Kaishan had no other choice. Even a damaged protective formation could still serve as a barrier to some extent. Given the situation, all they could do was stall for time until the neighboring dragon tribes arrived to reinforce them.
The old man, Lin Yukun, with a silver band tied around his forehead, stepped forward. Endless lightning followed him as he drove a fist through the air, aiming straight for Wen Tingdao, who was now fighting two opponents alone.
"If you want to win by outnumbering us, you'd better ask the dragon weapon in my hand if it agrees!" Wen Kaishan's eyes snapped open, and surging draconic might poured forth. He lashed out through the air, his whip's shadow intercepting the fist gathered from the power of lightning.
"Lin Yukun, let's have a proper match. Let's see whether you've made any progress