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It was very quiet inside the old temple. There was still a scary light being released, along with subtle chanting.

"Jing Zhen is hoping we can take back the dragon air," Jing Zhen prayed again.

The chanting in the old temple came to an end. An old voice was heard. "My King, go back."

Qin Jing Zhen's face changed. He looked at the old temple and insisted, "Alpha, I am the leader of the Qin Kingdom, and I am asking you to take back the dragon air."

The old voice sighed. "My King, you do not have long. The Qin Kingdom requires the aid of the An Yang Ting. You should just return."

Qin Jing Zhen's face looked as pale as snow. His body shivered. He looked angry. As if he had been wronged, his disposition became one of utter hatred.

"Father," Qin Bai quickly moved to hold Qin Jing Zhen. He looked worried, so he shouted.