In an instant, everyone in the hall appeared, exuding a formidable aura. The accompanying Imperial Guard General hurriedly drew his sword and stood out, protecting his master with utmost loyalty.
"A mere low-level cultivator dares to stand out." The young man admired the general's courage to protect his master, but thought both of them must die today; there's no other option.
The young man struck at once, and the Imperial Guard General had no power to resist.
"Roar—"
However, a dragon's roar sounded, and a phantom dragon swiftly passed through the Imperial Guard General's body, colliding with the attack. Instead of the imagined violent explosion, it directly neutralized the force, leaving both sides evenly matched.
"Stand down," Ling Tianyu's voice commanded, signaling his man to retreat.
The Imperial Guard General nodded, sheathed his sword, and stood behind Ling Tianyu.
