Becoming a solitary

Inside the battlefield, Jin Du, covered in blood, had a pale face and his eyes scanned the surroundings.,“Ten thousand dragons perish, blood tears without a soul, formation shift!” Jin Muhai hissed with all his might, his voice hoarse and strained.,The deaths of a mere few thousand Eagle-Beaks were insignificant compared to the vast hordes outside. It was the seemingly incomplete, yet deathly aura emanating from the dragon formation that truly gave cause for concern.。