The three of them worked together with extraordinary skill when faced with the crisis.
.....
At the same time.
The late-stage Purple Mansion Chieftain was standing in the Array Hall, dressed in a luxurious robe. Upon seeing Fu Changsheng charge in alone, he let out a cold laugh:
"Hmph, a mere initial Purple Mansion stage, daring to enter my Yinan Tribe alone, today will be your death day!"
The gazes of the two middle-stage Purple Mansion Elders standing beside the Chieftain showed evident greed as they fixed on the Cyan Flood Dragon circling above Fu Changsheng's head:
"Chieftain, if we can keep this person's late-stage Tier Three Cyan Flood Dragon, our Yinan Tribe will definitely rise to another level, and then we can attack the Celestial Woe Tribe and avenge our past shame!"
Chief Yinan nodded with satisfaction:
"Indeed, the fat sheep delivered to our door shouldn't be missed, but the late-stage Tier Three Cyan Flood Dragon's strength is formidable, so don't be careless."
