No more words were wasted; the slaughter began immediately.
Their time, theoretically, was ten minutes, but everyone knew they were deep in the Wet Realm, where a Ninth-Grade Divine Envoy could arrive at any second. They had to be fast, at all costs, and kill at all costs.
Mu Jingliang was responsible for the eight Grandmasters present, while Wang Nanguo was fighting amidst a group of military commanders.
As for Su Yue.
Ensure safety, and move freely.
That's the only option.
No other way.
The weakest legion commander here was a Third Grade.
Without Wang Lu Feng's support, Su Yue couldn't manage to take down a Third Grade alone and would likely meet his death.
Pop!
Su Yue attempted to place a defensive shield on Wang Nanguo.
Unfortunately.
He forgot that defensive shields on Grandmasters often fail.
Obviously, it failed this time.
Su Yue felt somewhat defeated, feeling he hadn't mastered his skills.
