"Hmph! You two are celebrating too early! Even if you can transform into a True Dragon, I don't believe you can keep it up forever! When your transformation time is up, that will be the time for me, the Clan Leader, to personally slaughter you!" John Willing said aggressively.
Within a few flashes, John Willing disastrously fell in front of this group of rescuers.
"Clan Leader, are you alright?" a blond elder hurriedly asked.
Smack!
John Willing responded with a harsh slap across the face.
"Are you blind? Can't you see for yourself if I am alright?" John Willing roared furiously.
As Zhang Xiaohao and Black Dragon Saint were closing in, John Willing, engulfed in a murderous aura, declared.
"Kill them all! Slaughter those three, I want their corpses to nourish the blood sacrificial fruit!"
"Yes, Clan Leader!" Thousands of guards responded respectfully.
"Transform!"
As the thousands of guards roared in unison, a uniform wave of killing intent shot up to the sky.
