Lan Emperor, War Venerable!
These two critically important "allies" of the Order Celestial Clan had not met for the first time.
They exchanged smiles, then naturally hovered side by side, commanding their respective armies as they rushed toward the Three Skies lands in the north.
"The Ice Soul Imperial Palace has been making major moves near our border. It seems they want to seize this chance to deal my Azureblood Starsea a crippling blow," Lan Emperor said blandly.
"Isn't the Fushen Clan on our side doing the same? They're all fools who don't know whether they're alive or dead." Golden Wheel War Venerable's voice was heavy as steel. The earrings on his eight ears trembled lightly; each one was actually a golden wheel, the origin of his title.
"The Sovereign has made us mobilize rather too many people, leaving our rear empty. If those two clans choose to fight for their lives, our 'home' will indeed be in trouble. The other side has currently banned communication stones, so we still haven't figured out the Ice Soul Imperial Palace's exact forces. I believe it's the same with the Fushen Clan. So, aren't you worried?"
Lan Emperor glanced at the giant beside him and asked calmly.
"No need to worry. Trust the Sovereign. Once he takes a three-year-old child seriously, there will no longer be any suspense in anything happening on this sun," War Venerable said.
"That's true. The trouble last time mainly came from that Nine Dragon Emperor who simply refused to die, and the Primordial Dragon Cave." Lan Emperor smiled faintly.
"We people just need to follow the arrangements," War Venerable said.
"You're a beastmaster. Your reverence and trust for the Sovereign are even more straightforward than mine." Lan Emperor gave him a thumbs-up.
"You flatter me. The Hidden Dragon