Hearing the thunderous laughter from afar, the fifth division's faces turned red with anger. The Dark Blood Banner's jeers were outrageous!

Nevertheless, Li Luo looked into the depths of the mountains with great interest, only to see thousands of shadows standing around in scattered positions. Despite them seeming disorganized at first glance, there was a special regularity to their positioning.

There was a thick lake of energy rippling above the heads of this group, and at the center of that majestic swirl of energy was a burly figure floating in the air.

He was grasping a broadsword with a gilded ring handle, and its blade was engraved with mysterious seals. There seemed to be faint, golden lines adorning the sword, and an unusually fierce glow condensed on the tip of the blade. Meanwhile, there seemed to be a silhouette of a blood-red wolf howling into the sky within the glow.

This individual should be the Sub Leader of Dark Blood Banner's third division, Li Tong.

At this point, Li Luo...