With renewed morale and momentum, the Nine Dragons sect would not collapse, at the very least.
Curiosity piqued, Li Zeren couldn't help but glance toward the Nine Dragons sect, wondering what kind of shocking move his son-in-law was executing. It was impossible to extract the dragon corpse, but perhaps something more sinister and effective was at play?
At the foot of the mountain, Song Ya and Feng Xigu roared simultaneously. The two furious fifth-level bone pattern realm warriors led the charge and pierced through the poisonous fog.
"Thieves, come and die!" shouted Li Zeren, frowning as his body trembled. His green and white robe instantly shattered, revealing the thick armor underneath. They were all treasured weapons. "Let me experience your techniques!"
Li Zeren, like a heavy cannon, dove down the mountain alongside the second master of the Li family, Li Zewu. Donning a set of treasured armor, both of them attacked side by side.