"Uncle Ze and Uncle Mu? You managed to subdue them? Aren't you afraid the wind will carry your tongue away?" Wen Tingdao was overjoyed, but Shun Nianchen didn't really believe him.
Still, judging by Lu Xiaotian's projection clone, Shun Nianchen was extremely wary. A mere clone could exert such overwhelming pressure. If the original came in person, Shun Nianchen had no idea how powerful he would be, but at the very least, he wouldn't be any weaker than Wen Tingdao.
Lin Cangpeng and Lin Cangdao also looked at Lu Xiaotian's projection clone with wary expressions.
For a moment, they couldn't figure out what this fellow was capable of. The number of powerful dragons in the entire secret realm was known, yet no one knew which crack in the ground this fellow had crawled out of.
Leaving aside his actual combat strength, the Fangtian Halberd in Lu Xiaotian's projection clone's hand alone exerted immense pressure on them.
They couldn't get a read on Lu Xiaotian's projection clone, and Wen Tingdao was standing right beside him. Even injured, Wen Tingdao was absolutely not to be underestimated.
"Brother Nianchen, we can't just stand here staring at each other. Since the Celestial Court has given us a task, if we don't complete it, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave this place with the remaining tribesfolk." After sizing up Lu Xiaotian's projection clone for a while, Lin Cangpeng could no longer hold back.
"Very well, then we'll attack together. Even if the other side has one or two reinforcements, it'll be hard to change the overall situation." Shun Nianchen gave a cold laugh. "Let's see whether this fellow has real skill or is just bluffing."
Before Shun Nianchen's voice had even faded, he flashed into motion, transforming into several corpse-shadows that shot toward