Zeng Feixiong muttered, “Young Master, did that god just shout the word ‘freeze’?”

However, he received no response. It was only when Zeng Feixiong turned his head to look at He Lingchuan that he realized that he was nowhere to be found.

He Lingchuan had disappeared.

Zeng Feixiong’s scalp went numb.

We’d just declared war on that god under the young master’s lead, and now that the black flood dragon was on the brink of collapse, what if that god turns around and takes his rage out on us?

Of course, he will. He definitely will.

I’ve never heard of any god with a good temper.

Did the young master abandon us in the middle of the battle?

Fortunately, Mao Tao chimed in just in time, “The young master jumped down from the wall. He told me to tell you that if the black flood dragon is about to be frozen solid, open fire!”

Open fire? A jolt shot through Zeng Feixiong. Everything instantly became...