"This Li Half-Saint, truly extraordinary... He is very confident in the Underworld, believing that the forces on the Underworld's side can gradually suppress us, until they force us to reveal our final trump card."
Xie Yushen said in a deep voice.
Ning An, drenched in sweat, clenched his long knife, "But State Preceptor... as things stand, it's indeed the case!"
"We have lost two Divine Sect Masters, and the remaining three are barely holding on..."
Xie Yushen shook his head.
His eyes turned towards the Grand Canal.
"Dragon God Crown Prince, make your move."
"The Grand Prospect Dynasty will remember the contribution and support of your Dragon God Clan."
Xie Yushen said.
As soon as he finished speaking,
beneath the Grand Canal, elongated dragon shadows suddenly erupted, sending water shooting skyward.
This drew Fang Hanshu's gaze.
"Dragon God Clan?"
Sure enough, as the water receded with a loud splash,
