"..."
Shen Yi slightly raised his eyebrows, recalling that the Wanxiang Pavilion was known for its well-informed nature, and suddenly, he didn't want the other party to continue speaking.
He glanced sideways at the jade walls surrounding him and then raised his palm.
Boom—
Figures suddenly burst out of the water, all clad in scale armor, old Demon Generals, some with a single horn, some with long beards, more or less all possessing the bloodline of the Dragon Race.
No less than two dozen of them, each exuding an aura surpassing that of White Jade Capital!
It was a display of force that would require all of Ban Shan Sect's power to match, resembling that used to eliminate the Earthly Dark Python.
"Eh, where's Elder Qi?"
Lu Mingchuan, along with a group of Wanxiang Pavilion cultivators, quickly put on an appearance of respect, scanning the figures discreetly with a look of bewilderment on his face.
