In their estimation, as long as Wang Dong did not die, their mission would be complete. It could be considered a great success.
"Now that you put it that way, it does make sense. As long as Wang Dong doesn't die, everything can be discussed."
Zhao Wu's tone relaxed somewhat as well.
After all, everything was developing in a favorable direction now.
"Hahaha, the time has come."
Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out from the void.
The two of them looked up together.
There, Wang Dong stood amid a sea of blood-colored Killing Intent, laughing heartily.
Ye Lin frowned deeply across from him.
At this moment, Wang Dong's aura was rapidly rising, as though it had broken through some bottleneck.
Even Ye Lin could not help growing cautious at the speed of that aura's ascent.
Could this fellow truly be about to break through to the Quasi-Saint realm?
"Hmph. After fighting you for so long, did you really think I was merely playing with you?"
Wang Dong sneered.
"Roar—"
Just then, a long dragon's roar rose from below.
Ye Lin looked down and saw countless blood-colored dragons soaring through the center of Star Chess City.
The next moment, those blood-colored dragons actually crossed through the air, drilling directly into Wang Dong's body.
"Next, watch carefully as I break through to the Quasi-Saint realm."
"Of course, you can run while I'm breaking through. I won't stop you."
"If you don't run, then once I break through to the Quasi-Saint realm, I'll kill you and leave you an intact corpse."
As countless blood dragons entered his body, Wang Dong spread his arms, looking as though he were enjoying himself immensely.
And around him, a trace of Saint aura quietly emerged.
"Saint might? This guy really is about to break through to