A Great Sage-level Ancestral Dragon, along with a few of his subordinates, was swiftly flying to the rally point of the Dragon Clan.
Having completed their tasks for the two light clusters, all they had to do was return to the rally point and present them to the Dragon Lord to thoroughly complete their mission.
At this moment, Xu Fan was lying in ambush on their return route.
The Thousand-Hand Illusion was holding a giant sword, gathering one wave of Chaotic Sword Intent after another, ready to strike.
The figures of those Ancestral Dragons had already appeared in the distance. The giant sword held by the Thousand-Hand Illusion was slowly being raised, preparing to strike.
As those Ancestral Dragons got closer and closer, the aura of the Thousand-Hand Illusion was growing stronger and stronger.
