"All of you, step back. If we win, we will lead you to destroy the Qi Refiner lineage of Longxia. If we lose, you must give it your all to kill them.
We lost decades ago; we can't lose this time. We cannot afford to lose."
The Fisherman waved his hand, speaking coldly.
The Qi Refiners from various nations withdrew fifty meters upon hearing this.
The Fisherman looked up at Qin Yi and the others on Luoshen Mountain's peak, sneering, "Ultimately, this battlefield belongs to us old folks. Azure Dragon, this time let's finally settle this decades-old grudge."
The Fisherman and his group lifted into the air, standing in the sky, gazing distantly at Qin Yi and his companions.
"Azure Dragon, no matter what, today we must kill all of you. The rest will be left to the younger generation."
Azure Dragon looked at his opponent, responding indifferently, "The younger generation, do you still have a younger generation?"
The faces of the Fisherman and his companions instantly turned ashen.
