The projection clone knew its current condition well. It had previously raided the corpse army's camp, killed or wounded several hundred corpse soldiers, and led out more than thirty dragons. Though it had seemed overwhelmingly powerful, it had actually expended a great deal of energy. Against the formidable Li Huo Twin Corpses, it could not hold out for long. Naturally, the best choice now was to stall them with words.
"There's no need for you to worry about that. Once the dragons are wiped out, our Shunli Clan will naturally have its own way." Li Zhong gave a cold snort, clearly not taking the crisis mentioned by the projection clone to heart.
"Not worried in the slightest? It seems your Shunli Clan has found another way out." A flicker passed through the projection clone's eyes. This was extremely valuable information. The headless white corpse clan was not weak, but it was still incomparable to the four great heavenly courts of the outside world. It was abnormal for them to show so little concern—unless they had already prepared a way out.
"The Golden Profound Stone Vortex? Enough. Don't give him a chance to buy time. Not only are we keeping this fellow here, these few young dragons aren't leaving either!" Li Jiao had evidently seen through the projection clone's intentions long ago. He reached out and grabbed at the void, sending a huge claw shadow hurtling toward the projection clone's vitals.
At this moment, Zi Luo and the other dragons had not yet completely entered the Golden Profound Stone Vortex. With nowhere to evade, the projection clone could only choose to take the attack head-on. It flipped both palms, and as its left and right hands alternated, the sound of a dragon-and-tiger combined strike rang out. Amid thunderous booms, the probing