Above the Dragon God Mountain Range...
Sikong Jing stood high atop the Dragon Shield Heavenly Roc, his entire body jolting. "The War Clan's chief has come too."
As the thought flashed through his mind...
Sikong Jing immediately had the Dragon Shield Heavenly Roc carry him in a straight flash to Zhan Congdian's side, staring at the War Clan chief who had fully revealed himself.
A suspicion arose in his heart: Was the War Clan chief also one of the Ancient Ten Absolutes?
By now, the situation at the Dragon God Hall was gradually becoming clear.
The Utmost Evil Battle Dragon was dead. Ninety percent of the powerful experts sent by the Ancient Ten Absolutes had been wiped out. The remaining ordinary troops and the like were collapsing like a mountain in defeat.
But the War Clan chief's sudden appearance could very well mean another brutal battle.
One must not forget that Yu Xiandeng and the Beast Venerable Hall's forces were still inside the Eastern War Small World... Before long, they would also reach the position corresponding to the Dragon God Mountain Range, then encircle and attack from across the realm.
If the War Clan chief was an enemy and joined forces with Yu Xiandeng and the Beast Venerable Hall, the Dragon God Hall would face another crisis.
Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz...
Yet the situation that made Sikong Jing's heart quake was still continuing.
After the War Clan chief appeared, more and more War Clan experts tore open spacetime tunnels and emerged at his side.
Some had already turned around and helped the badly injured Zhan Congyun to his feet...
"Congyun, are you all right?"
Zhan Congyun gently shook his head and staggered to his feet. He stared fixedly at Zhan Congdian across from him, slowly curling his lips.
He said