At this moment, a Vice Admiral from the Zhao Qi Corps roared angrily, his voice filled with grief.
He saw a resolute decision in Lin Dongqi's face.
Though he didn't know what the Grand General was planning, it was certain to end badly.
Opposite them was Cang Ji!
"General, don't fall into the trap!"
The other Major Generals from the Zhao Qi Corps felt utterly distressed too.
They could only resent their own uselessness, that such a massive corps was forcing the Grand General to risk his life.
One Major General was even tearful in anger.
"Enough with the whining, who said Lin Dongqi is bound to die!"
Lin Dongqi hesitated for a moment, but then his voice resonated through the skies, calm, indifferent, without a trace of regret.
Finally.
The Seven Grandmasters crossed the boundary line.
The martial artists from the Zhao Qi Corps rushed to support the Grandmasters and removed the chains from their scapula.
The kinds of torture the Grandmasters endured were simply inhuman.
