Yun Tian looked at Li Yuanqing coldly.
"Do you not understand? What's the point of attacking my puppets like this? The first time, you used your tortoise shell formation to save their lives, but this time, what are you going to use to save them?"
Tomorrow had just finished speaking when a bolt of lightning struck below his feet.
On the chessboard, Chai Ming, Li Jing, the Empress, and the Emperor stood up.
The two of them raised the scepters in their hands high above their heads, facing the sky, as if they were performing some kind of sacrificial ritual.
Liu Wen looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, his hands constantly rubbing against his chest, as if he was not sure if it was time to take out this thing.
"Liu Wen, it looks like they are going to say the last sentence. You have to be careful. If anything goes wrong, you have to protect yourself with all your might!"