Betrayal!

Jiang Chen left the valley with the team. He felt very emotional, and at the same time, helpless.

It had been inevitable for the evil kin to find Whitty. The evil kin should have known about his existence as soon as the blood of prehistoric fierce beast had woken in him, so it was nothing too strange that the Evil Kings had come when Whitty was at the crucial moment of a breakthrough.

He looked back at the Valley, hoping everything would be fine with Whitty in the Realm of Evil Spirits. Then he went back to the city with the eight exploitation vehicles.

However, halfway to the city, a horn blew loudly on the battlefield.

Unlike the passion at the beginning of the battle and the gloom at the time of retreat, this one sounded sorrowful and dreary.

"This is… this is the sound of a mournful horn!" Tang Zhengyi and the others turned pale as they listened silently, counting.

"Nine. The horn blew nine times! It's the sad chimes of nine dragons!"