A dense cloud shrouded the city and the rain that was pouring down showed no signs of stopping.0

Along with the torrential rain, the gale that blew from the seas seemed to grow rougher and more powerful.0

Shang Xia’s clone arrived in the skies above the city and stood beside Kou Chongxue.0

Because of the repulsion of the aura around them, the rain formed a circular shaped curtain around them.2

“If you didn’t awaken earlier, they might have already forced their way into the city…” Shang Xia muttered. There was a trace of celebration in his voice. 0

Kou Chongxue tilted his head over and stared at Shang Xia. “Since you used the lives of 80,000 Yanlin clansmen as a threat, there was no way he would do it.” 0

“It’s a shame…” Shang Xia’s clone mumbled before looking at Kou Chongxue. “Patriarch, why don’t you seem surprised that there’s another entrance to the Yanlin Holy Land?” 0

“What are you trying to get at?” Kou...0