Even Lin Zhengfeng felt that things were not entirely safe. After narrowly escaping death, the Lin army and corpse army were even more afraid. Even with several Golden Immortal-level old monsters holding the fort—or when they were nearby—the enemy had still managed to catch them off guard. But who could guarantee that those few Golden Immortal-level old monsters would stay here forever? The enemy was bound to get a chance to leave. They had paid a tremendous price to take Howling Dragon Mountain, yet now it was no longer safe.
"This dragon's origins are truly suspicious. Now he's escaped, and he's been targeting our two clans again and again. If we can't kill him, I'm afraid we won't know another moment's peace," Lin Zhengfeng said.
"Let's gather the scattered forces first. Small detachments are far too vulnerable out there. If they run into this mysterious dragon, they won't last more than a few exchanges. Once the tribes below have regrouped, we can join forces and track him down. Since he's shown himself here, leaving won't be so easy," Yuan Tianguang said coldly.
"Mm. Let's do that." Lin Zhengfeng nodded. It was no longer appropriate to have the tribes search for the scattered dragon clansmen who had fled to various places around the outskirts of the Howling Dragon Mountain region in groups of two to three thousand. If they were ambushed, they would be routed in no time, perhaps slaughtered to the last. If the enemy hadn't feared that the several Golden Immortal-level powerhouses might arrive at any moment, and that the numerous corpse and Lin clan forces around the Howling Dragon Mountain region could close in on them, then of the more than twenty thousand corpse soldiers and Lin troops they had routed, few would likely have escaped alive. They