The Flood-dragon tribe of the East Sea did not send many people, only about 50 or 60.
However, these fifty to sixty members of the Flood Dragon Clan were not weak. About half of them were in the Martial Royal Realm.
Dozens of flood dragons came quickly, their huge bodies tens of thousands of meters long. They crossed the sky and the earth, their power unparalleled.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
When they arrived at the Jade Cloud Lake, the flood dragons all transformed into human forms. Long Teng was among them.
The leader of the Flood-dragon tribe was a tall middle-aged man with a resolute face. He wore an official robe and looked dignified.
"Dragon King Tuntian, nice to meet you!"
"Brother Tuntian, how have you been!"
"Greetings, Brother Tuntian!"
Countless experts of the older generation greeted this middle-aged man with cupped fists.
This middle-aged man was not simple. He was the younger brother of the Dragon King of the East Sea, the chief of the Flood-dragon tribe, Dragon King Tuntian.
Dragon King Tuntian had long reached the peak of the Lv 9 Martial Royal Realm and was not far from the Emperor-to-be Realm.
"Nice to meet you!"
Dragon King Tuntian did not put on airs and returned the greeting with cupped fists.
Then, the experts of the Flood-dragon tribe also landed on a mountain, waiting for Zhan Luan and Su Mo's arrival.
Now, experts from all the famous forces in the Firmament World had arrived. Only the Warlord Temple had not arrived.
The Warlord Temple was the force that Zhan Luan belonged to. It was also one of the nine superpowers of the Humans.
The overall strength of the Warlord Temple could only be considered below average among the nine superpowers. This was because they had fewer people.
However, despite their small numbers, the combat strength of the Warlord Temple members was the strongest among the nine superpowers.
As the day of the battle approached, more and more martial artists gathered at the Jade Cloud Lake. From time to time, groups of martial artists arrived, their clamor shaking the sky.
On a mountain peak, a dozen experts stood, including Dugu Sheng.
Yes, these people were from the Dugus, one of the nine superpowers of the Humans.
"Sheng 'er, is everyone in place?" A thin elder asked Dugu Sheng softly.
This elder's face was covered with moles. Together with his thin cheeks, he gave off an extremely gloomy feeling.
"Don't worry, Supreme Elder. Everyone is in position, hiding thousands of miles away from the Jade Cloud Lake!" Dugu Sheng replied to the elder.
This elder was Dugu Yan, one of the three Grand Supreme Elders of the Dugu family.
The Highest Elders of the Dugu Clan were all at the Lv 9 Martial Royal Realm. They were second only to the Clan Master.
"En!"
Dugu Yan nodded slightly and instructed, "This time, only success is allowed. Failure is not allowed. Our Dugu family's Billion Demonic Sword must be taken back!"
This time, the Dugus were well prepared. In order not to attract the attention of the Emperor Xuan Palace and the Sky-sea Pavilion, they only came with a dozen people on the surface, but they secretly hid a force similar to that of the Dugus.
The Billion Demonic Sword was too important to the Dugu Family.
Dugu Sheng sighed and said, "It's a pity that Grandpa is in closed-door cultivation. Otherwise, Grandpa would be able to handle it himself!"
"The Patriarch is in seclusion and must not be disturbed!"
Dugu Yan shook his head and said, "When the Patriarch comes out, the Billion Demonic Sword will be a gift to him!"
Hearing Dugu Yan's words, Dugu Sheng and the rest of the Dugus all smiled.
If the Patriarch knew that the Billion Demonic Sword had been found, he would probably be overjoyed.
And the Dugus' strength would greatly increase because of the Billion Demonic Sword.
"The Warlord Temple is here!"
At this moment, there was a cry of surprise. Everyone looked up and saw a dense mass of people flying toward them from the horizon. Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The sound of people flying through the air did not stop. There were thousands of people from the Warlord Temple. It was a majestic sight.
The people of the Warlord Temple naturally would not miss the battle between Zhan Luan and Su Mo. They all came to cheer for Zhan Luan.
Zhan Luan, dressed in a purple robe, was extremely tall and straight. He stepped in the void, and his soaring fighting desire filled a radius of a thousand miles.
Swoosh!
After Zhan Luan arrived, he flew directly to the center of the lake and landed on the surface in an instant.
The people of the Warlord Temple landed on the surrounding peaks, ready to watch the battle.
Zhan Luan stood proudly on the surface of the lake, his sharp gaze sweeping across the surrounding peaks.
"Where is Su Mo? Come out and die!" Zhan Luan's roar shook the earth.
The surroundings quickly quieted down. It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
However, Su Mo had not arrived, so he naturally could not fight.
After waiting for a while, Zhan Luan did not see Su Mo. His gaze swept around and finally landed in the direction of the Emperor Xuan Palace people.
"Miss Di, where is Su Mo?" Zhan Luan asked Xi 'er. He knew the relationship between Su Mo and Xi' er, so he asked her directly.
"I don't know!" Xi 'er shook her head slightly. She was not lying. She really did not know where Su Mo was.
After coming out of the Fighting Spirits' Plane, they had separated. Su Mo did not return to the Emperor Xuan Palace.
Zhan Luan frowned upon hearing this. After thinking for a while, he sat cross-legged on the surface of the water.
"Su Mo, I hope you won't be afraid to fight!" Zhan Luan murmured and closed his eyes to wait.
Today was the appointed time. As long as Su Mo could come today, Zhan Luan did not care if he came early or late.
On the peak, Xi 'er's face was solemn. She hoped that Su Mo would not come.
Because it was too dangerous!
Not to mention the battle with Zhan Luan, even the murderous intent from the Netherworld Devil Sect was extremely dangerous.
The Netherworld Devil Sect had sent so many experts. They were obviously well-prepared. This matter would not be easy to resolve.
"Holy Maiden, don't worry. With me here, Su Mo will be fine!" Hua Taishan comforted Xi 'er when he saw her solemn face.
"Thank you, First Elder!" Xi 'er nodded slightly and thanked Hua Taishan. She was weak and could only count on the First Elder.
"Holy Maiden, you're welcome. I will naturally do my best!" Hua Taishan said.
Hua Taishan felt very helpless. He did not know what the Palace Master was thinking. Why did he not show up personally?
If he showed up personally, Su Mo would not be in any danger.
After thinking about it, Hua Taishan felt that the Palace Master might still be worried about the Netherworld Devil Sect master!
Time passed slowly. The sun was setting. It was already evening, but Su Mo still did not show up.
At this time, many people were anxious.
"Could it be that Su Mo is not coming?"
"It's very likely. Otherwise, he would have come by this time!"
"I think Su Mo is afraid of Zhan Luan and does not dare to fight!"
"Perhaps he has been delayed by something!"
Discussions broke out on the various peaks. There were many different opinions and all kinds of speculations.
Even Zhan Luan, who was sitting cross-legged on the lake, could not help but look gloomy. Su Mo had promised to fight him. If he did not show up, he would be toying with him.
"Let's wait a little longer!" Zhan Luan sighed. Then, he suppressed the anxiety in his heart and continued to wait.
Time passed. The sun set and rose. Soon, it was the second day. However, Su Mo still did not show up.
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