"This monster is too strong! If we don't think of something fast, we'll all die here!"
Yan Chishan's voice trembled as he mustered all his strength and roared.
He had fought countless battles in his life, and had even faced situations more perilous than this.
Yet no enemy had ever filled him with such crushing pressure and despair.
Elder Huang and Elder Yan had also lost their composure. By contrast, the experts they had summoned as reinforcements did not overthink things. They immediately leaped forward, each unleashing their abilities to engage the true dragon.
Feng Ma was the first of these reinforcements to act.
Feng Ma was an established expert in Central Province and came from an aristocratic clan, albeit a small, impoverished one that had fallen on hard times. He had ventured into the Otherworld to make his way, dreaming of reviving his lineage and restoring its prestige. Naturally, he did not expect a life of unbroken comfort and security. On the contrary, he hoped to win the opportunity he had always dreamed of through his own abilities.
Whether it was the favor of elders from a great sect or an alliance with the Yan clan, his Feng Household needed both.
The Feng Household had been in decline for many years and had long since lost the foundations of an aristocratic clan. Even with the good fortune of producing an Earth Rank Spirit Tamer like him, it might still fall into decline again in a few decades. But if, with the support of the Sacred Dragon Sect and the Yan clan, it could secure a position guarding a Market District, or even shares in an ore vein in the Spirit Peak Blessed Land, it would possess a foundation upon which an aristocratic clan's legacy could endure. That would be