Long Wu's arrival made Long Cangjue and others frown slightly, secretly shocked in their hearts. It was evident that they sensed an air of threat from Long Wu, as he was an existence on the same level as them.
And those Iron Blood Army behind Long Wu were absolutely the elite among elites. Just the firearms held by the Divine Spear Camp alone were capable of exterminating Celestial Realm powerhouses.
In other words, this was an undefeated battle force.
Of course, this army didn't pose a threat to Long Cangjue. The real threat to him was Long Wu's words. Long Cangjue didn't want tonight to end definitively for one reason alone: he knew of Long Xiaoyun's might. Even if poisoned, Long Cangjue had no chance to win, seemingly as Long Ling'Er had previously stated, he dared not gamble.
Yet his only son Long Ao lay dead in front of him, while Xiao Tianyu was unharmed. Without killing Xiao Tianyu, he couldn't swallow this anger.
