"Dutifully follow the imperial command!"
"Good, our united efforts, tear through gold! What are immortals? Just past events of a former dynasty!"
The Holy Emperor helped the two upright, with heroic spirit soaring among the clouds.
Pressure on the Grand Ancestor Dali was immense for him.
The first Emperor in tens of thousands of years bears the first-class pressure with decisive strategic actions, and sees the two vital aides on his left and right.
He looks up at the Cloud Dragon.
"Lord Shenlong, with your immense knowledge and longevity, do you know how many Melting Furnaces exist in the world today? Which ones have kind dispositions and remain fond of the human world?"
"I do not know, I fell ten thousand years ago, barely surviving on the Immortal Island, the Melting Furnaces have multiplied since my fall."
"I understand, it's called one dragon falls, a myriad things come alive, the ancestors... Ouch! What's wrong, boss..."
