Qin Huangmo continued his relentless attacks, though his efforts seemed futile against the Nine-Winged Dragon. Despite knowing that his efforts were inadequate, he couldn't abandon his friend, Gu Lan, who had bravely shielded him earlier. Qin Huangmo couldn't believe that Gu Lan could fall so easily. In his mind, Gu Lan was a paragon of greatness, a belief he had long held silently.
"Brother Gu, you said it was a minor issue. Why isn't anything happening?"
Again and again, his attacks returned empty-handed, and just as his energy was about to run out, another figure entered the battlefield.
The Beast Clan's Divine Realm elder arrived, once more summoning the Sigil of Mountain and River.
The terrifying power of suppression surged forth, causing Qin Huangmo to quickly retreat.
But after stepping back a few paces, he wanted to turn back.