A day later.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Clang!" "Bang!"...
Just as all three million Celestial Race troops had begun moving again, Lu Yang forced them to stop once more.
"I can't take this anymore. We absolutely cannot keep fighting like this." Dugu, Celestial God, was on the verge of collapse. Coordinating the movements of three million troops could not be done in just a sentence or two; it required constant coordination between every legion.
After finally getting the major legions airborne, they had flown together for less than five minutes before being forced to stop again. If so many people had not been watching, Dugu, Celestial God, would have openly cursed Dark Celestial's ancestors for eighteen generations.
"Where is he?" Dark Celestial asked the same question after teleporting back.
This time, Dugu, Celestial God, showed Dark Celestial no respect at all. Staring at him, he growled, "You'd better change the battle plan immediately. Otherwise, I'll report everything you've done to Moonburst Celestial God right now. Even if my father tries to stop me today, I'll settle this with you before the Celestial Race Elders' Council."
"Is this how you command an army? So many high-tier God Kings aren't being used to protect the main force, all because you want to catch Lu Yang hiding among the vanguard."
"The main army gets attacked and stops as soon as it moves. It gets attacked and stops as soon as it moves. You're completely useless. What are you even here for? Are you high-tier God Kings here just to teleport back and forth for fun?"
"If you keep commanding like this, let whoever you want take over. I'm done serving you. I'm going back to headquarters to report you."
Dark Celestial's expression turned incomparably ugly. Fortunately, Dugu, Celestial God, had kept his voice low enough