As Long Zun finished speaking.
Countless military commanders had already stepped forward.
Each of them was clad in armor, and their presence was incredibly powerful.
Strength churned in the void.
Some had dragon might entwined around them, while others were surrounded by fierce tigers.
And there were those from whom the breath of death emanated.
In short, every military commander in the imperial court was very strong.
To enter the imperial court, a minimum of the Emperor Pulse was required, none below the Divine Vein Realm.
"Dragon and Tiger Generals, you two go on a mission," Long Zun instructed.
"If possible, capture them alive.
If not, killing them is fine."
"We shall obey," the two generals stepped forward on the left and right, accepting the order.
These two, wrapped in dragons and tigers, were pulsing with powerful energy.
They had bulky builds.
They looked extremely formidable.
Moreover, both had tattoos of dragons and tigers on their bodies.
