The Longer You Live, the More Cowardly You Become

Zhan Jianxue even dared to swear on her soul, so it could be seen how determined she was. Zhan Wuya's explanation instantly lost its credibility.

The warrior team was in an uproar.

At this moment, a petite and beautiful woman walked out from the team of warriors. Her name was Zhan Yingrong, and she was the disciple of the First Elder, Zhan Jia. She was also the second genius among Zhan Wuya's group of young disciples, second only to Zhan Wuya in terms of prestige and cultivation level.

She was almost 60 years old and had broken through to the Prime Master Realm last spring.

If Zhan Wuya was the pride of the War God Clan, then Zhan Yingrong was the female War God in the hearts of the women of the War God Clan. She was the female cultivator that all the male disciples respected and admired the most. Zhan Yingrong bowed to Zhan Wuya first and stood up as she shouted at him in a neither servile nor overbearing manner, "Patriarch."