You brothers are all trash

"But this had long since been anticipated by Sikong Jing, commander of the Dark Wing Camp. He led us in infiltrating the War Soul Dynasty and achieved a world-shaking feat."

"We are the Dark Wing Camp. If Sikong Jing is not the Dark Wing commander, who else dares claim the title?"

As Ning Jingjing's forceful voice rang out, Cheng Yusui and his deputy commanders felt chills running through them. The Dark Wing Camp they had never been able to find had turned out to be the entire Sixty-Sixth Legion. They should have thought of it long ago!

Bastard, bastard!

Ignoring how shocked Cheng Yusui and the others were, Ning Jingjing turned to face the entire Long Night Black Burn Army and shouted again, "Surely all you soldiers recognize me? Can you trust the words of I, Ning Jingjing?"

The moment those words fell, the previously bewildered Long Night Black Burn Army rekindled its spirit, its battle intent surging like a raging tide.

But at that moment, Ji Tan roared, "Black Burn Army, all your families are in the Long Night Imperial Capital. Rebellion means the extermination of nine generations!"

Ji Tan's words immediately threw the Long Night Black Burn Army into turmoil again. Their families were their roots.

"Rebellion? Ji Tan, who is the one rebelling now?" Suddenly, an aged voice drifted in from afar.

A demonic dragon flew in from the direction of the Long Night Holy Dragon Palace, carrying a dignified old man upon its back. At the sound of that voice, Ji Tan, the ministers, Cheng Yusui, and every soldier of the Long Night Black Burn Army revealed looks of utter disbelief.

The next instant, all the Long Night Black Burn Army soldiers raised their heads, and wave after wave of cries shot into the sky: "Commander