Min Longyu immediately boosted the formation to the fourth rotation level.
The condensed flame dragon even faintly had the rudimentary form of half-real, half-imaginary scales.
The severity of the current assault shockingly astounded countless bystanders at the scene.
If the onlookers were amazed, the Divine Craft Clan's inner circle wouldn't be in any better shape.
When Fei Changqiu entered the Central Great Hall of the Array, the Great Elder was fretting and muttering anxiously.
"How could this be possible!"
"Why would this happen?"
Fei Changqiu's face fell, asking, "Great Elder, what's the matter?"
The Great Elder came back to his senses, his expression slightly panicked.
"Luo Tian Creed's attack is above the power of a Late Stage Foundation Establishment with every hit."
"So what?", frowned Fei Changqiu, "Haven't we said before, even if a Late Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator comes here to launch a strong assault, we can hold on for several months."
