An Acquaintance

News spread, and the morale that had originally begun to waver rallied once more.

On the Demon Race's side, when the news reached the Dragon Race's camp, it naturally caused no small commotion.

The Human Race had gotten serious. This time, a Seventh Turn had come.

For a time, all forces began mobilizing at top speed.

The situation at the front shifted like clouds in a storm, with undercurrents surging.

All forces were mobilizing at top speed; the situation at the front shifted like clouds in a storm, with undercurrents surging.

On the Demon Race's side, the Dragon Race clearly would not sit by and show no response as the Human Race's Seventh Turn headed south.

After the news returned to the Dragon Palace, only a few days passed before two figures exuding vast dragon might burst through the waves from the deep sea.

The Dragon Race dispatched two Seventh Turn experts, accompanied by several Sixth Turn dragons, advancing mightily toward the front.

At the same time, the Sea Shark Palace Lord personally emerged. That Seventh Turn Great Demon, who had entrenched himself in the deep sea for centuries, could no longer remain still. He personally led Sea Shark Palace's elites north to join the Dragon Race army.

The Seventh Turn forces of the Human and Demon Races were gathering at the front at an unprecedented speed.

And amid this taut, sword-drawn atmosphere, the Cangwu Old Ancestor suddenly made his move.

There was no warning, no prelude.

Zhennan City, where Marquis Jingbian was stationed, had originally possessed layer upon layer of defensive formations, enough to withstand the full-force attacks of Sixth Turn experts.

Yet one morning, a Gray Robe figure silently appeared above the city. He raised a hand and lightly struck twice.

With the first strike, the city-protecting formation