Chu Xiong's aura surged like a rainbow. He gripped a broadsword, his face filled with chilling killing intent.
Behind him stood several others, all in the Eternal Realm. At this moment, the combined high-end combat strength of the Human Race's two sides had reached an astonishing number.
Watching this scene, Long Zhanye let out a cold laugh. "Fight. The livelier the fight, the better."
Their Dragon Clan was powerful, but before the Human Race, they still fell slightly short. The strength the Human Race had revealed today was enough to sweep their Dragon Clan flat.
If they all died, he would naturally be delighted.
"Words are pointless." Ye Jingyi stepped forward and looked at Chu Xiong. "Since you have come today, none of you will be leaving."
They had far greater numbers. In terms of Eternal Realm experts, they vastly outnumbered Chu Xiong's side.
"When those so-called Myriad Races Alliance people made their move just now, you, Chu Xiong, did nothing. Now you can no longer hold back? Heh..."
Ye Jingyi said mockingly, "I think you, Chu Xiong, are truly confused. This is far too unwise of you."
With a wave of his hand, Eternal Realm experts descended into the air one after another, surrounding Chu Xiong and the others.
Ye Jingyi's side now had fifteen Eternal Realm experts.
Chu Xiong's side, on the other hand, had only seven.
Fifteen against seven? It was crystal clear which side held the advantage.
Chen Panyue watched the scene and shook his head slightly. He looked up at Chu Xiong. "Leave. Do not let more people die for the sake of a dying man like me."
"General Chen, today, we will definitely save you!" Chu Xiong declared resolutely.
Chen Panyue's expression darkened. "Chu Xiong, I was not discussing this with you just now.