In the void, the enormous qilin phantom slowly drew in, reverting to Zhan Xuan's human form.
His face was deathly pale. His body swayed, and he nearly fell from the air. Heavenly Demon Son and Chi Yunzi hurriedly stepped forward, supporting him from either side.
"You still need to cultivate properly."
Su Hao glanced at him. His tone was calm, and there was little reproach in his eyes. Then he sighed helplessly. "Same for me. I have more than enough strength to protect myself, but if I want to kill him, I'm still far from it."
"Cough... They're the Darkwater Heavenly Army." Zhan Xuan coughed, saying bitterly, "They've fought in that hellish place for countless years. Their combat strength is simply not something ordinary immortals can compare to."
Even after going all out, he had only barely managed to hold back Li Baosheng and Duan Rong. If Su Hao had not dealt with the other two first, then if he wanted to win, he would likely have had to risk his life.
At the end of the day, they had relied on bullying the few with the many, and the small with the big.
But enemies were enemies. Even the so-called Heavenly Soldiers and Generals cared only about victory and defeat, never fairness or righteousness.
Su Hao's gaze was profound as he murmured, "Those people from the Darkwater Heavenly Army clearly refuse to accept me as a Divine General.
Do they really think I care so much about this position?
If they had discussed it properly from the start, I could have taken the opportunity to withdraw and handed the divine armor and command token over to someone else.
But since they chose to play these tricks, even if I don't sit in this Divine General's seat, no one else