Before long, Long Xiaoxiao and the other experts arrived.
Three hundred experts at the Primordial Saint Venerable level had gathered. Quite a few were unfamiliar faces; it seemed they had only recently entered the Dragon Tomb.
The experts who had witnessed Bi Fan's earlier show of strength treated him with great courtesy and respect, even those from the Dragon God Palace and the Dragon Clan.
The newly arrived Primordial Saint Venerables, however, weren't impressed by Bi Fan. They had heard some of his exploits, but didn't really believe them.
Those sent to reinforce the Dragon God Palace were all top figures from their respective sects, each brimming with pride and unwilling to submit to anyone.
Bi Fan didn't bother with them. Whether they were convinced was their business. He didn't want to interfere, and didn't dare to.
"Sect Master Bi Fan, what's the situation?" Long Xiaoxiao asked.
"All the remaining Undying Race experts are just ahead. They've formed a defensive array and haven't made a move yet." Bi Fan merely gave Long Xiaoxiao the facts. He offered no advice on how the experts should attack.
"Elder Long Xiaoxiao, we outnumber the Undying Race experts two to one. We should charge straight in and wipe them out!" one expert shouted.
Bi Fan nearly laughed out loud. If they charged in head-on, it was anyone's guess whether the Undying Race experts would retreat for the moment. Even if they engaged in a pitched battle, the three hundred experts would likely lose at least half their number.
Of course, if they really wanted to do that, Bi Fan wouldn't stop them. He could still suppress the Undying Race experts.
Not everyone was as rash as that expert. Another stepped forward and said, "The Undying Race experts are powerful fighters. And if they find