"In that case, if the Red Dragon wants to retrieve the dragon body, let him have it."
"But the Cyan Dragon is a problem!"
Lu Chengfeng's eyes glinted darkly, he knew well that he was now standing in the center of a massive vortex, where several immortals were vying, and two true dragons harbored malice towards him.
If he didn't adapt to the circumstances, strategize, and plot, he would surely end up dead with no burial place.
"Contact the entities behind the two true dragons as soon as possible."
"Perhaps, Xiang Qingchi might be a good opportunity."
"But the premise is to survive, not get killed by her..."
As Lu Chengfeng was contemplating, he suddenly felt his memory becoming blurred, as if he had forgotten something.
"Why am I standing here? Wasn't I supposed to assassinate Yan Tiefeng and stop the Sunset Sect from siding with King Han?"
Suddenly, he frowned, sensing that something was amiss.
