These matters basically lay somewhere between what could be said and what could not.
Under normal circumstances.
Lei Wuming naturally had no need to casually tell outsiders about them.
But given that the current situation had become somewhat serious, speaking of it was the best way to handle things.
"Then perhaps we can win this time.
Because I'm here."
Qin Jiuge stepped forward, the corners of his lips lifting slightly as divine radiance shimmered in his eyes.
Yet his words made Lei Wuming, who had just begun to feel somewhat hopeful, raise a hand to his forehead in the next moment. He still seemed to hold little hope.
"The three of us joining forces may indeed be able to defeat Long Jiangzuo in terms of fate and strength.
But don't forget, Long Jiangzuo isn't the only peerless prodigy."
Just as Lei Wuming voiced this fact, another dragon's voice slowly rang out from the East Sea Dragon Clan's side at the Sect Trial.
"Hahahaha. Well?
Long Jiangzuo, do you want this old man to lend you a hand now?
Look at the Human Race's fate and momentum. In the blink of an eye, they've already become stronger than you.
How could you possibly be their opponent?
If you beg me now, perhaps I really will agree to help you.
Otherwise, if you fail to complete the task assigned by the Elders, even a genius like you will have to suffer punishment from the clan."
A dragon-shaped creature descended from the skies. His features were exquisite, his looks feminine, and every inch of his skin was excessively tender.
When his feathered eyes looked toward Long Jiangzuo, they carried a touch of feminine allure as well.
But setting that aside, this person's strength seemed faintly on par with Long Jiangzuo's.
One could tell