"Young Palace Master, I have a favor to ask of the White Dragon."
The White Dragon Supreme suddenly gritted his teeth, clasped his hands, and said.
Mu Chen was the Heavenly Palace Young Master. He controlled one of the Ten Great Super Continents and had countless powerful experts under his command. Sending troops to wipe out the Blood Evil Clan occupying the Sacred Dragon Plane would surely be a piece of cake.
Today, he would swallow his pride and ask the heir of the Heavenly Emperor to take action.
"If it concerns the Sacred Dragon Plane, there's no need to say another word."
"I intend to lead a hundred thousand troops to sweep away the Demonic Disaster and reclaim the Lower Plane."
Mu Chen smiled.
He was bound to go to the Sacred Dragon Plane. Otherwise, he wouldn't have resurrected the White Dragon Supreme.
He was determined to obtain the Plane Embryo.
Besides, the White Dragon Supreme held the anchor point to the Sacred Dragon Plane.
Beneath the Great Thousand primary plane, countless Lower Planes had come into being, hidden in the vast Starry Sky and the depths of the ancient universe. They were usually sealed off from the outside world to protect themselves.
Without someone from that plane to guide the way, finding it would be like searching for a needle in the ocean or trying to feel an elephant in the dark.
At those words, the White Dragon Supreme's face immediately lit up with joy.
He felt that this young friend, Mu Chen, was truly a benefactor sent by fate.
Great kindness needed no words of thanks. From now on, he could only sell his life to the Ancient Heavenly Palace.
"As for sending troops to the Sacred Dragon Continent, could we delay it a few days?"
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