"Thirty percent, too low! Whatever...might as well give it a try. This boy's methods are extremely strange; if you can make him into an Eternal Ghost Soldier and present him to the Grand Divine Minister, you'll claim the first merit! If you fail, there's no need for you to continue living!" Wansheng Dragon King coldly snorted.
Lady Guihua turned pale upon hearing this. To survive, she resolved that no matter what, she must succeed...
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On the battlefield, Ning Fan moved like a butterfly weaving through flowers, dodging and leaping amidst the barrage of divine skills from the different race army, moving freely as if in a no man's land.
The Immortal Emperors who attempted to besiege him had all been slain by him. Although millions of other race powerhouses continued attacking him, there were no Immortal Emperors involved in the attack, so they were no threat.
