The doom of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Yu Luomian: Erlong, hurry and plead for your father!

(Liu Erlong · Beautiful picture 9)

Soon, the vast Dragon-Hunting Operation Force arrived on a peak not far from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The army stopped to rest.

By then, dusk had fallen.

The setting sun was red as blood, staining the entire mountain range crimson.

Ning Fengzhi stood at the summit, gazing toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect concealed amid the clouds and mist. His eyes narrowed slightly as he spoke slowly.

"It isn't dark yet!"

"If we attack the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect directly, their people will notice us immediately."

"That will give them time to prepare."

"Fighting like that will only add needless casualties!"

"So we won't act just yet!"

"Once it's late at night, we'll launch a night raid on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!"

Under Ning Fengzhi's arrangements,

the Dragon-Hunting Army remained hidden on the peak, resting for the moment and preparing to restore themselves to peak condition.

Once it was late at night, they would begin the Dragon Hunting Operation against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Night fell.

Before long, it was deep into the night.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect lay shrouded in heavy darkness.

The mountains occupied by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had nine peaks in total.

As one of the renowned Upper Three Sects,

the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect had gone countless years without suffering an attack.

As a result, the disciples guarding its watchtowers generally only made a show of looking around during the day.

At night, they either dozed off

or played card games together to pass the time.

They had grown complacent.

Everyone thought tonight would be just like all the nights before.

Yet no one knew.

Tonight, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect would face a