As Long Chen’s divine ring emerged, violet qi erupted like a volcano. His powerful draconic pressure also surged forth. With boundless killing intent, Long Chen walked toward Lian Sanqiang.0

Lian Sanqiang’s heart sank, and dread flooded his chest. Looking at Teng Hu, he desperately roared, “Teng Hu, kill him!”0

Teng Hu stood frozen in place, torn. It was Lian Sanqiang’s multi-pronged pressure that had finally forced him to agree to join his camp. However, Lian Sanqiang hadn’t made the alliance public. Instead, he’d drawn in three other factions of similar strength to consolidate them all at once.0

But now, Long...0