Before the Divine Gate, Zheng Dao spoke smoothly to the representatives of the various clans, a wide smile never leaving his face.
"Thanks to the Venerable Dragon God's usual valor and boldness, we were saved from the impending disaster that awaited us," chimed everyone in gratitude.
The entire incident that had happened just now was witnessed by everyone present. The spectral silhouette just now was obviously trying to interfere with their climbing of the Stairway to Heaven and the Divine List.
The other party was just much too strong. They had two Lake-level Powerhouses on their side, and yet the pair of them could only defend passively without even landing an offensive hit at all.
When the other party had fused with the full moon to form a blood moon, everyone present had started examining their own conscience—if they were the ones present on the battlefield, the only thing that awaited them was death.