Transfer Order

Chen Chong simply did not believe in Mi Yun's karmic manifestation.

It was no wonder he thought that way.

After advancing to the Yang God realm, Chen Chong's strength had undergone a qualitative transformation.

Square Circle Market had recently ranked several "Ten Young Elites." Among these newly advanced Yang Gods, if it came down to a one-on-one fight to the death, Chen Chong had the highest chance of victory.

Even Tang Fengshu might not necessarily be his match.

The reason was simple.

Chen Chong had advanced the earliest, and he bore the greatest fortune.

He had been granted three provinces of Li Kingdom, commanded hundreds of thousands of iron riders—such immense fortune was simply not something ordinary people could bear... Tens of millions of Li Kingdom citizens knew his name, praised his achievements, and remembered his merits.

Chen Chong was currently in excellent condition. He had no fear whatsoever of the Demon Tide sweeping south.

With the dual reinforcement of the Natal Grotto-Heaven and Xuanbei Pass's grand formation, he was confident he could fight any great venerable of the Demon Kingdom one-on-one!

Under such circumstances, how could Xuanbei Pass possibly fall!

Unless the master of Sky Phoenix Palace or the Sacred Emperor of Great Ape Mountain came in person to attack... But once figures of that caliber were stirred, Li Kingdom would immediately take countermeasures as well.

"..."

Mi Yun's expression did not change in the face of the doubts.

He merely took out the talisman that had nearly burned away and gently raised four fingers.

Then he folded one down.

Three fingers became two, two became one.

Another breath passed.

Dense, hurried footsteps rang out beyond the command tent.

"Great General! Great General!"

An armored soldier hurried over, intending to enter the tent.

"...What is it?"

Chen Chong's Heart