He arrived at precisely the right time, no sooner had he snuck into Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Imperial Court had already begun to muster troops and horses.
Such a coincidence made it hard not to wonder.
"Let's go."
Just then, Su Linglong descended from the sky; her originally white dress had long been dyed red with blood, it was unclear how much was from the enemy and how much was from her sect mates.
With her jade hand outstretched, Su Linglong's robust mana protected everyone as they retreated.
"Linglong..." Zhou Dao called out.
Su Linglong lightly paused, but did not turn her head.
"What a Primordial King!"
Her cold voice carried an unprecedented decisiveness.
Releasing her mana, Su Linglong transformed into a streak of light, split the sky, and charged towards the endless army.
"Even if there's no turning back the tide, we can't let these dog traitors trample over our Taoist soil."
