Atop the huge city gate that was wreathed in ancient aura, 100 puppets held over a thousand cultivators and local Demonic Beasts at bay. Before them was an ancient tablet shining with a glossy light.
At this time, Wang Wuyou was approaching the ancient tablet, and the latter was close enough for him to touch. Behind him, a dragon that only existed in western fantasy stories lunged over, its entire body formed with blazing flames and radiating an intense heat!
Everybody else looked on quietly, but deep down, they were secretly readying their strengths. If this ancient tablet was really some kind of rare treasure, they would not hesitate to try and steal it!
"Reckless fool." Bei Feng shook his head and muttered coldly.