"What a dense aura of blood! The Dragon Lord must have been fighting outside, his bloodlust merging with his battle intent!"
As the most powerful dragon in the Green Fruit Barrier beneath Lu Xiaotian, Wen Tingdao was the first to notice the key to the problem.
"What kind of savage slaughter would it take for battle intent to reach such an astonishing level?"
Wen Yan stood to one side, crying out in alarm. Worry, eagerness to join the fight, and many other emotions mingled across her face.
Xiang Qingcheng had also flown near the totem pillar. Her expression was calm, but the worry on her face was impossible to hide.
"Fellow Daoist Xiang, look at this. The Dragon Lord has clearly run into serious trouble outside. Otherwise, the fighting wouldn't be so savage. But he hasn't even communicated with us. We have so many Daluo Golden Immortals and Golden Immortal-level experts here now. We shouldn't be a burden to him." The Black Dragon was so anxious he could barely contain himself.
"Let us fight alongside the Dragon Lord. Whether we live or die, we won't regret it."
"Exactly, Sister Qingcheng. We want to fight alongside the Dragon Lord. His situation is already extremely dangerous. We can't just sit by while he fights a bloody battle alone."
Wen Yan looked at Xiang Qingcheng with pleading eyes. All the dragons regarded Lu Xiaotian as their master, and Xiang Qingcheng was probably the only one present who could persuade him.
"Brother Tian, what exactly is happening? I know you can hear me."
"I've now made my way to the Cloud-Wreathed Demon Palace of the Emperor-Niao Demon Peng. There are four experts at the Immortal Lord level here, along with two whose bodies and Primordial Spirits have reached the demonic form."
"I'm doing everything