"Go!"
Wuyue bellowed, his eyes red with sorrow, yet knowing that a calm choice was imperative at this moment.
They were all seasoned Immortal Kings, not prone to making impulsive decisions. A mistake on the battlefield would cost not just their own lives but others' lives as well.
The separation of life and death had long become a norm.
Shi Miao suddenly erupted, repelling the Ghost Witch Formation beneath the dragon claw and tearing off one of its arms, then turned without looking back and rushed toward Li Hao.
She knew that in the current situation, Li Hao must be led away.
At the dragon tail, Li Hao was maneuvering the dragon tail, engaged in combat with another Yan Ghost Array. The approaching Ghost Witch Formations had brought him immense pressure. He was prepared to unleash Time as a Blade, carving his own realm.
Five hundred years of time could elevate him one level, five thousand years to the second level.
