"Is this..." Empress Dowager and Yuan Shu were slightly slower, only arriving at the place where the prison gate had opened and yin and yang converged. By the time they arrived, the Roaming God Yin Soldiers from the Ninth Prison had already engaged the Storm Legion. Facing dozens of times their number—or even more—of Yin Soldiers, the thirty-thousand-strong Storm Legion was struggling badly. The Peerless Legion Soul they had summoned seemed like an elephant trapped in a swamp. On the other side, however, the Tianming Army was steadily retreating under the fortress's unending troop-production tactics. It was practically the same battlefield, yet the scenes looked entirely different. As she watched the fortress continually deploy combat units, a strange glint flashed through Empress Dowager's eyes, and she sank into brief contemplation. "Looks like they've made up their minds to lure the Heavenly Demon True Body into the Ninth Prison." Yuan Shu quickly grasped the information on the battlefield. She looked at her mother, hesitating to speak. There was no right or wrong in this struggle. Empress Dowager had raised her herself, and she would only listen to her. "They're here." Empress Dowager's gaze narrowed slightly. The radiance of the Blue Suns was already shining over. And there were three of them at once. The Demon Slayer Fleet at the front, serving as the power source, was already clearly visible. ... "Second Moluo!" The appearance of the Demon Slayer Fleet caused Xiji's expression to change slightly. She was currently being entangled by the Twin Sisters and Tantai Wuque, and could not break free for the moment. In particular, the two God-Slaying Armors were equipped with some kind of weapon capable of causing considerable damage to the Bizarre Path. As for Tantai Wuque's attacks from the side, they were merely annoying without being
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