Under his Thumb

"If you want to kill them, you have to ask for my permission."

After making such a statement, Ling Xian slowly stood up. Like a God, he looked down on everyone with a heavenly demeanor. He appeared unprecedented, extraordinary, and undefeatable!

As he stood up, the eight array boards exploded with gold lights. Slowly, the lights solidified into eight gold dragons that curled around him. It made him appear even more heavenly.

"Second Elder, the real war just started. Why are you so impatient?"

Ling Xian glared at the Second Elder and marched forward one step. In that instant, the eight gold dragons began to swim in the air, carrying with them earth crackling powers that shot through the sky!

The Second Elder and his subordinates' expression changed. Their eyes flashed with worry.

The O Yang descendants, on the other hand, looked over to Ling Xian in unison. They looked at him like they saw the light in the middle of the night and saw hope in a land of desperation.