Warrior’s Promise

The Flood-dragon tribe had not sent many people. There were about 50 or 60 of them.

However, they were not weak. About half of them were Martial Royal Realm experts.

Dozens of flood dragons were approaching rapidly. Their large bodies spanned thousands of miles and spread over heaven and earth, looking extremely powerful.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The flood dragons turned into humans as they reached the Jade Cloud Lake. The flood dragon Crown Prince, Long Teng, was part of the contingent.

The leading character of the Flood-dragon tribe was a tall and large middle-aged man with a stern-looking face. He wore a python-patterned robe and he looked extremely solemn.

“Greetings, Dragon Emperor Tuntian!”

“Brother Tuntian, how have you been!”

“Greetings, Brother Tuntian!”

Several older experts clasped their fists together and greeted the middle-aged man when they saw him.

The middle-aged man was not simple. He was the Dragon Emperor Tuntian, the younger brother of the chieftain of the Flood-dragon tribe who was known as the Dragon King of the East Sea.

There was naturally no need to go into details regarding Dragon Emperor Tuntian’s strength. He had reached Peak Lv 9 Martial Royal Realm a long time ago and was not far from the Emperor-to-be Realm.

“Greetings!”

Dragon Emperor Tuntian did not put up airs and clasped his fists together and greeted the others.

Then, the experts of the Flood-dragon tribe all settled onto a peak and waited for Zhan Luan and Su Mo’s arrival.

Other than the Warlord Hall, the renowned forces of the Firmament world had all sent experts here.

The Warlord Hall was the faction Zhan Luan was in, and it was one of the nine main superpowers.

The Warlord Hall’s strength was considered below average amongst the nine powers because they did not have many members.

However, the individual combat strength of the Warlord Hall members was the strongest among the members of the nine superpowers.

As the day of the duel arrived, the number of experts gathered around the Jade Cloud Lake grew as groups of martial artist arrived one after another. The crowd was very noisy.

Dozens of experts stood on a peak. One of them was Dugu Sheng.

That’s right. These people were members of the Dugus, one of the nine superpowers of the Humans.

“Sheng’er, are the people standing by?” A thin old man asked Dugu Sheng in a low voice.

The old man’s face was covered with black moles. A pair of thin cheeks made him look extremely sinister.

“Highest Elder, rest assured that everyone is in position. They are all hidden miles away from the Jade Cloud Lake!” Dugu Sheng answered.

The old man was Dugu Yan, one of the three Highest Elders of the Dugus.

The Highest Elders of the Dugus were all at Lv 9 Martial Royal Realm, which was second only to that of the Family Master.

“Yup!”

Dugu Yan nodded slightly and instructed, “We can only succeed. We have to take back our Billion Demonic Sword!”

The Dugus had made sufficient preparations this time. They had only brought dozens of people here so that they would not attract the attention of the Emperor Xuan Palace and the Sky-sea Pavilion. However, they had brought along many other members on the sly.

They had no choice. The Billion Demonic Sword was too important to the Dugus.

Dugu Sheng sighed when he heard that. He replied, “It’s a pity that grandfather is cultivating in seclusion. We will definitely succeed if he’s here!”

“The Family Master is cultivating in seclusion. We must not bother him!”

Dugu Yan shook his head and said, “We will gift him with the Billion Demonic Sword when he comes out of seclusion!”

Dugu Sheng and the other Dugus all smiled when they heard that.

Their Family Master would be very happy if he knew that they had taken the Billion Demonic Sword back.

The strength of the Dugus would surge once they had the Billion Demonic Sword.

“The people from the Warlord Hall are here!”

Just then, someone shouted and everyone looked up. They saw a large crowd flying quickly towards them.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The noise they made was overwhelming. Several thousand people from the Warlord Hall had come, and their procession was large.

The Warlord Hall would naturally not miss the battle between Zhan Luan and Su Mo. They were here to back Zhan Luan.

Zhan Luan, who was dressed in a long purple robe looked tall and strong. He stood as straight as a pencil and when he emerged from the void, his fighting desire stretched throughout a thousand-mile radius.

Swish!

Zhan Luan flew straight to the middle of the lake once he arrived and landed on it’s surface.

The people from the Warlord Hall landed on the peaks surrounding the lake and prepared to watch the battle.

Zhan Luan stood on the lake proudly, his sharp eyes scanning the peaks around him.

“Where is Su Mo? Come out and meet your death!” Zhan Luan’s bellow shook the heaven and earth.

The crowd quieted down quickly. One could even hear a pin drop.

However, Su Mo had not yet arrived, and he naturally was not able to answer.

Moments later, Zhan Luan scanned through the crowd and his gaze landed on those from the Emperor Xuan Palace.

“Miss Di, where is Su Mo?” Zhan Luan asked Xi’er. He knew of the relationship between Su Mo and Xi’er, and so had asked her directly.

“I don’t know!” Xi’er shook her head. She was not lying for she truly did not know where Su Mo was.

They had parted ways after emerging from the Fighting Spirits’ Plane and Su Mo had not returned to the Emperor Xuan Palace.

Zhan Luan frowned. He pondered for a moment and then, sat down cross-legged on the water.

“Su Mo, I hope you won’t be afraid to fight!” Zhan Luan muttered and then closed his eyes.

Today was the day they had agreed on. Zhan Luan did not care whether Su Mo came early or late as long as he came.

On the peak, Xi’er looked grave. She hoped that Su Mo would not turn up.

Because it was too dangerous!

Disregarding the battle with Zhan Luan, the Netherworld Devil Sect was also extremely dangerous.

The Netherworld Devil Sect was obviously prepared since they had brought so many experts. It was difficult for this matter to end well.

“Rest assured, Holy Maiden. Nothing will happen to Su Mo with me around!” Hua Taishan comforted her upon seeing the grave expression on her face.

“Thank you, First Elder!” Xi’er nodded slightly, thanking Hua Taishan. Her strength was weak, and she could only depend on the First Elder.

“You’re too polite, Holy Maiden. The Palace Master has ordered me to do so, so I will give my all!” Hua Taishan said.

Hua Taishan felt very helpless for he did not know what the Palace Master was thinking. Why did he not come personally?

Su Mo would not be in any danger if the Palace Master came.

Hua Taishan ruminated over it, and he felt that the Palace Master must be worried about the sect master of the Netherworld Devil Sect.

Time slowly passed, and the sun began to set. It was at dusk, but Su Mo did not show up.

Many began to grow anxious.

“Will Su Mo not come?”

“It’s possible. Otherwise, why is he not here yet?”

“I think Su Mo must be afraid of Zhan Luan. He dares not battle against him!”

“He might have been delayed by some matters!”

The mountain peaks were buzzing with opinions and speculation.

Even Zhan Luan, who was sitting with his legs crossed on the lake could not help the grave expression settling on his face. Su Mo had promised to fight him, and if he didn’t come,it meant that Su Mo was playing him.

“Just wait!” Zhan Luan sighed and tempered down on his impatience and continued to wait.

Time slowly passed, and the sun began to rise. The next day, Su Mo still had not appeared.

The people on the peaks surrounding the Jade Cloud Lake were all growing impatient.