C89 The Flood Dragon Fell

The two armies stood poised, facing each other with a slight advance.

Amidst the Nether Chain Mountain, on Black Dragon Ridge, within the ancestral tomb of the Chen family,

"The auspicious time has come! Begin!"

The White Dragon Taoist's eyes snapped open, a fierce gleam flashing forth, carrying a supreme pressure as he roared in fury.

"Damn it!"

Xiang Pang clenched his fists