Back then, during the war, the scenes of rivers of blood kept emerging in Xu Heng's mind.
The look he gave to these old generation Martial Warriors did not carry respect, but hatred instead!
Were these old generation Martial Warriors weak?
No!
They were all very strong!
Among the old generation Martial Warriors who had come here, who stood here, there was one whose strength was at the level of a first-class warrior!
Besides him, the weakest among the others were all Third Grade Martial Warriors!
If, during that era, they had chosen to come forward, they could have certainly saved the teetering Dragon Country.
And that would have reduced the losses of the Dragon Country significantly.
Yet, under such circumstances, none of these old generation Martial Warriors came forward; they all remained in their slumber.
