The Devouring Mountain Demon Ape King possessed profound cultivation.
His power could be called terrifying!
But given the Feathered Kingdom's strength,
its warband had to number at least thirty-five.
Thirty-five Star Realm cultivators besieging a single Mountain Lord—
even with casualties,
they should have been able to take him down.
Under the rules of the Myriad Dynasty War,
the stronger a kingdom was,
the more Divine Seeds it was allowed to send into the God-Demon Battlefield.
Thirty-five Star Realm cultivators besieging a single Mountain Lord
could not possibly lose.
Even if the Devouring Mountain Demon Ape King brought every demon on the mountain,
they would, at most, cause the Feathered Warband some trouble.
They could not turn heaven and earth upside down.
At the King Realm,
the outcome of a war
depended chiefly on clashes between its strongest combatants.
Numbers
had only limited influence.
Xiao Chen was meticulous.
Even though Wang Wenmao had produced the original mission scroll bestowed by the Azure Dragon Domain Spirit,
which seemed utterly watertight,
he still detected something amiss.
"Young brother, do you have any concerns?" Wang Wenmao stood tall and imposing, like a savage beast. Spiritual mist wreathed his ancient black armor, which gleamed coldly and radiated an oppressive aura, yet his face bore a kindly smile.
Although Wang Wenmao looked unruffled,
in truth,
a flicker of surprise had already stirred in his heart!
What he had provided was the original mission record.
It could not have been more genuine.
Though a conspiracy lurked within it,
Xiao Chen should not have been able to detect anything at this stage!
Who would have thought
he actually seemed to have spotted something!
At such a young age,
wasn't he far too meticulous?
"Leader Wang, forgive my bluntness, but given the Feathered Warband's strength, a single Devouring