Jin Tanggong couldn't help but feel a chill upon hearing this, sighing, "It's lamentable that Lu Ke from Bamboo Island, whose cultivation was comparable to ours, was slain by Ning Chongxuan in a single strike of the sword. Luckily, on that day, for reasons unknown, the Mingcang Sect didn't launch an all-out attack, giving us time to slowly prepare."
The bald demon cultivator raised his cup, saying, "Brother Jin, Brother Zhao, Miss Shan, come, let us drink this toast. Someday, we shall serve the Mingcang Sect a fierce retribution, relieving the pent-up frustration of these past few days!"
In recent days, the Mingcang Sect's attack on the Perch Eagle Land had grown more persistent, often taking a day or two for the forces to return. Observing their dwindling energy, Ge Shuo knew that the timing was near—the next encounter would be the moment to launch an all-out assault.
