Early winter month.
The northwestern border of the Heavenly Realm.
A colossal Divine Idol clad in an emperor's robe darted rapidly across the battlefield, a spear in one hand.
"Whoosh~"
Yan Chou's figure abruptly pitched forward, streaking straight through the overwhelming mass of Jade Sovereign Lackeys and warping once more to the front of the White Jade City Wall.
"Huff!" Terrifying ripples of Divine Power surged from every part of Yan Chou's body.
A rather spectacular sight emerged!
One enormous illusory flower after another bloomed across Yan Chou's entire Divine Idol body.
Qin Yanzhi's underlings were everywhere—in Yan Chou's hair, inside his sleeves, within his boot shafts.
Each possessed the Strength Realm of the Heaven Realm Third Level. They spread their tiny human palms and let enormous Other Shore Flowers bloom.
The flowers blossomed, then drew shut.
They did not teleport Yan Chou's Divine Idol away. Instead, they "dug" numerous huge holes into the thick White Jade City Wall before him.
The layers upon layers of Jade Sovereign Lackeys were teleported away by the Other Shore Flowers just like that.
Where had they gone?
The three divine mountains in the northwest of the Ran Sect!
You Faceless Jade Sovereigns wanted to turtle up, defend yourselves, hoard your strength, and refuse to attack us?
Fine!
If you would not come over, then we would go to you.
But we were not going to slaughter one another on the frontline. We were going to teleport you back onto our turf.
Shut the gates and beat the dogs!
This was the mission strategy proposed by the Cong Long Guardian, approved by the Ran Sect Madam, and finally issued to all the divine mountains.
"Huff~"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~~" Jade robes fluttered as countless Faceless Jade Sovereigns charged forward madly.
If this terrifying White Jade