"You still dare to return," Xu Zimei looked at the Yin-Yang Bull King and sneered.
"Looks like I didn't hit you hard enough before."
Seeing Xu Zimei's arrival, the Yin-Yang Bull King was a bit flustered.
He forcibly split from Grandpa Wang and stood beside the True Dragon.
Shouting, "What is there for you to be arrogant about? Today my Monster Race army is unstoppable.
If you leave now, you may still keep your life.
Otherwise, when the other powerhouses of my Monster Race arrive, it'll be too late for you to escape."
"What nonsense, today the three of us will fight you two, kill two first, to claim some interest," said the Ancestral Master Baihe.
"You want to fight many against few?" The True Dragon named Long Wei squinted slightly.
He took the Dragon Horn from atop his head and blew into it, emitting a unique dragon roar.
This sound spread broadly, and the faces of the few at Yao Pond changed slightly.
"Not good, he's summoning reinforcements, stop him quickly."
