"Don't panic, the main character always makes the last entrance."
Qin Jun waved his hand with a smile, saying that the real contest for the Nine Emperors would only begin after these minions had finished their fight.
Upon hearing this, Sun Wukong could only suppress the excitement in his heart.
"Branch Wolf King, come down!"
At that moment, the Sword Master, accompanied by Hua Yijian, entered the field. Hua Yijian pointed at the Branch Wolf King and shouted, clearly ready to settle accounts again.
Instantly, living beings started to discuss, and Hua Yijian's past spread, making them curious—can someone who has been dead for over ten thousand years really be resurrected?
Facing Hua Yijian's challenge, the Branch Wolf King's face grew exceedingly ugly.
Dealing with Hua Yijian was not his concern, but with the Sword Master present, he truly dared not go down.
"Oh? Branch Wolf King, are you scared?"
"Tsk tsk, even the top ancient mystical creature can feel fear?"
