The Sword Immortal spat out a mouthful of fresh blood onto his Immortal Sword and then swiftly departed.
The young man from the Thunder Department of the Dragon Clan who had struck laughed heartily, not bothering to pursue further but landing triumphantly in the midst of the White Dragon Cult.
Little White Dragon and Sha Wujing emerged from within, greeting the Dragon Clan's youth with boisterous laughter as they welcomed him inside.
"Thank you for lending a hand, brother."
Little White Dragon expressed his gratitude.
The Dragon Clan youth said proudly, "Third Prince is too polite. Just a human Sword Immortal, daring to trouble our Dragon Clan, is simply courting death. Now that our Dragon Clan controls the Thunder Department, how could he, a mere Sword Immortal, afford to offend us?"
