Not long after the Dead Spirit Ghost King set out, five million troops had already laid down a net that covered heaven and earth, sealing off every road leading out of the Divine City of Destiny. Clearly, they were hoping our experts would come to reinforce us so they could catch us all in one net," Xuanyuan Xie said.
Standing atop the city wall, Li Tianming looked into the distance. Sure enough, in every direction beyond the Divine City of Destiny, there were people packed densely together.
"Tianming, do you have an idea?" Jian Wuyi asked.
"Yes." Li Tianming's gaze was distant, and his eyes gradually hardened with resolve. He had already made his decision.
"Let's hear it," Jian Wuyi said.
"If I can reach the Divine City of Fufeng, I may be able to stop the Dead Spirit Ghost King at the source. That Five Ghosts of Lishan you mentioned earlier—what level are they?" Li Tianming asked.
"They're all Three-Origin Tribulation Elders. Tenth-level Life Tribulation," Jian Wuyi said.
"What about inside the Divine City of Fufeng?"
"There's a hundred-thousand-strong legion guarding the captives," Xuanyuan Xie said.
"Then, if the Dead Spirit Ghost King is focused on refining corpse puppets, the Five Ghosts of Lishan aren't that strong. They may not be able to do anything to me, and I can achieve the goal of harassing them. As long as the Dead Spirit Ghost King comes after me, she won't be able to refine corpse puppets. Besides, I should be able to do even more," Li Tianming said.
"But the key is that it'll be difficult for us to get out. If we gather experts and carve out a bloody path to send you out, they clearly know your destination is the Divine City of Fufeng. No matter how many