Wang Qian'an's face darkened.
The Dragon Clan was getting serious.
In the past two months, some elders who were in charge of the great formation were injured.
Some were minor and some were serious.
Usually, one or two pills could solve the problem.
This time, one of the elders' martial arts foundation was injured.
"Send my order. All the elders above Semi-god Realm Level 2 will oversee the foundation. The other elders will assist from the side. In addition, the elders of the Pill Pavilion should work hard to refine the pills. You can go to the Forbidden Grounds to harvest the herbs you need. But don't waste these elixirs."
He felt sorry for the elders of the sect and the elixirs.
There was no other way!
It was not easy to protect the sect now.
"Sect Master, there are not enough elders above Semi-god Realm Level 2."
"Include Bai Zhijing and me."
Wang Qian'an said and rushed to the cracked foundation.
