"Comfortable."
Watching more and more undead pour into the Undead Demigod Plane, Huo Yuhao felt as refreshed as if he had downed an ice-cold beer in the height of summer.
These undead might still be relatively weak at present, but under the nurturing of the Sun God Pillar's light and shadow, within a month at most, they would collectively possess the combat strength of soul masters, with a rare few even reaching the level of Soul Grand Masters.
"Where did you send them?" Xu Jiujiu asked curiously.
"Secret." Huo Yuhao smiled.
Xu Jiujiu pursed her red lips. Since he would not say, she could hardly keep pressing him.
Rumble!
Continuous booms echoed from the distant city walls, reverberating across vast stretches of the area.
Xu Jiujiu shifted her gaze, a trace of worry appearing between her brows.
Wang Qiu'er somehow pulled out three spirit fruits. She tossed one to Huo Yuhao and one to Xu Jiujiu, then bit into the last one herself. "With so many powerful people in Yuming City, the Sun Moon Empire can't exactly sneak in and drop Level 9 Fixed Soul Tool Shells. What are you worried about?"
Catching the fruit in a hurry, Xu Jiujiu held it against her chest. A trace of melancholy flickered through her clear eyes. "It is precisely because Yuming City can withstand them—and withstand the Sun Moon Empire's invasion without bearing too much pressure—that I am afraid."
Wang Qiu'er froze. "Isn't that a good thing? Do you want the Sun Moon Empire to breach Yuming City? You're the Princess of the Star Luo Empire. No, you, you, you..." Her cheeks puffed up as she pointed at Xu Jiujiu with a fair, slender finger, her face full of shock.
"You misunderstand." Xu Jiujiu spoke to dispel Wang Qiu'er's wild speculation. "The