Leave Not a Single Piece of Armor!

Although they had some grudges and entanglements with Wood Dragon Main City, compared to their enmity with the Black Dragon Cult, that grievance meant nothing at all.

Their feud with the Black Dragon Cult had lasted generation after generation.

That was hardly surprising. The Black Dragon Cult was a tyrant throughout the Eastern Thirty-Six Commanderies, oppressing the powers of various main cities and sects year-round in order to consolidate its own strength. As one of the foremost powers, the Green Lotus Cult naturally became a target of the Black Dragon Cult's intensified suppression.

Thus, the two sides had formed a blood feud.

The disciples of Wood Dragon Main City had already fallen into despair. Now, seeing Yang Chen and the Green Lotus Cult's allies appear, they immediately felt hope arrive.

"This is wonderful!"

"Haha, our ancestor's decision to ally with the Green Lotus Cult was truly wise!"

"We're saved! There's hope for us!"

Now that the disciples of Wood Dragon Main City had hope, they glared at the Black Dragon Cult members with blazing hatred. "All you people from the Black Dragon Cult deserve to die!"

The Black Dragon Cult disciples found themselves in an awkward predicament. If they only had to face Wood Dragon Main City, they could still fight. But now they were facing both the Green Lotus Cult and Wood Dragon Main City at once; that changed everything.

Zhao Minghai in particular knew very well how terrifying Yang Chen was. Yang Chen's rate of progress had been far too fast, and the news that he had reached the True Martial Realm third level was already known to everyone. Even the geniuses of the most elite superpowers could not compare to Yang Chen.

Let alone a bottom-tier superpower like their Black Dragon Cult, one already on the verge