Looks like the situation truly was far from good.
Seeing this scene, Yang An now understood Golden Thread Pavilion's circumstances. With Thousand Gu Mountain arriving in force, the scales of victory had tipped.
After all, if it had only been Golden Thread Pavilion against Great Virtue Temple one-on-one, Golden Thread Pavilion's chances of victory would have been high. After all, they had an Immortal Platform Realm overseeing matters, something Great Virtue Temple lacked.
What Yang An could not understand was this: under such circumstances, knowing that the other three regions might join forces with Great Virtue Temple, why had that Old Man Ming He not thought to swiftly take down Great Virtue Temple and settle everything with one hammer blow? Instead, he had dragged things out until Thousand Gu Mountain entered the battle, putting Golden Thread Pavilion at an enormous disadvantage.
If Ming He's purpose had been to prevent the four regions from gathering the command talismans and obstruct their entry into Central Continent, then he should not have been dawdling like this either.
Unable to figure out that old man's true purpose, Yang An could only do what he believed was right first.
While attempting to cultivate the Tidal Fire Technique, he had failed repeatedly and still had not found the cause.
Perhaps it was because he lacked reference samples. Now that Thousand Gu Mountain's cultivators had joined the battle, it suited his wishes perfectly.
The wind howled in the distance. Large numbers of Golden Thread Pavilion cultivators were steadily collapsing and fleeing, while Thousand Gu Mountain's cultivators pursued relentlessly, unwilling to let them leave just like that. Great Virtue Temple, on the other hand, had sent the fewest cultivators into battle.
A dark, dense swarm of insects rushed into the crowd at tremendous speed, engulfing more than a