"Ancestor, the Old Ancestor's cultivation is profound; nothing should happen. But if, by any chance... how should our Zhao Family respond?" Zhao San Yue felt a bit flustered, unable to imagine what terrible consequences would ensue if the Ancestor, whom she revered like a deity, were to fall.
In the hearts of most clan members, it would surely feel like a collapse of faith, a despair where all hope is lost!
"Do not panic. With Jing Ancestor's formidable strength, even if the frontlines completely collapse, he can retreat unscathed. We just need to wait patiently."
Just as Zhao Sheng finished speaking, several streaks of tunneling light flew up from below, transforming into Zhao Jinmin, Zhao Xuanji, and other Divinity Transformation juniors.
