Becoming a solitary

“Chief, it seems the formation won't hold much longer.”,Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,Within the entire Desolate Dharma Abyss, this dragon clan's power wasn't even considered third-rate. Their greatest reliance was still on the ancient city and the restrictions within it.。