Kapitel 1615: The War of 1615 was about to begin

Currently, Wang Xian was in the stage of resurrection. According to his estimation, it would take him at least one year to resurrect.

During this one year, he couldn’t do anything.

Therefore, even if the Dragon Palace on Earth was destroyed, he couldn’t do anything about it.

“Everyone, get ready to head to the vast region!”

Outside the Dragon Palace, there was once a demi-human cemetery. Now, it was the capital of the dragon-phoenix Empire.

Feng Luan floated in the sky and looked down.

100,000 people lined up neatly.

Among them, there were more than 1,000 experts at the profound void realm.

“Mount the Giant Kun!”

“Wu Wu!”

A sky-shaking whistle sounded. At the seaside, Xiao Lan’s enormous body slowly flew over.

“Hiss...”

Everyone in the dragon-phoenix Imperial City, including the soldiers and generals who were ready to follow the empress to fight in the vast area, were shocked.

“Is this the power of the Dragon Palace?”