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"But..."
His five fingers clenched tightly around the scabbard. Three inches of flickering light burst forth from within, and his smile receded, "Holding you off for a while is not a problem."
The South Dragon King fell into silence once again, offering no rebuttal but merely said in a low voice, "Go back and prepare. This time... Southern Hong will no longer have its Seven Sons."
The Seven Sons, connected in spirit, wasn't solely about the seven Sect Masters but also about the sacred land of their Union Dao.
In this gathering of all seven, it was certain to help Ye Jiu momentarily step beyond the last threshold, reaching the pinnacle of the Heaven Realm.
Similarly, leveraging external forces to reach this boundary, even if the South Dragon King lasted longer than the other party, neither could do anything to each other when Ye Jiu had no intention to fight to the death.