Before Luo Hong and his group could fly to the assembly point, another wave of Shuo Jin Divine Light shot in from both flanks of the army.
Fortunately, the Western Wasteland Army had been prepared this time. Through evasion and resistance, their losses were far less severe than in the first wave.
Yet although the losses had been reduced, this greatly affected the army's ability to keep the Heavenly Gang Golden Origin Great Formation in check.
From what they could see alone, more than ten Sword-shaped Golden Thunders had fallen toward a certain spot within the formation.
The situation was very simple now. The Sharp Light Sect had essentially taken the Western Wasteland True Immortals who had entered the formation hostage, instantly seizing the initiative.
If Song Ming's side could not turn the situation around soon, they would ultimately be forced to return in defeat!
Before long, Kang Min brought Luo Hong and the others to the edge of the army's left flank, already quite far from the central army.
"There are quite a few of them, but their combat strength is worrying."
With a sweep of his gaze, Luo Hong saw that other Western Wasteland True Immortals had also been transferred here like them. There were over thirty people on the left flank alone.
However, most of them were only Early True Immortals. There was only one Late True Immortal, while the five Mid-stage True Immortal cultivators all flew nearby that person.
"The Heavy Water Six Lords? It seems they are the main force in this operation, while everyone else is merely here as a diversion. That works too. I can continue slacking off."
Looking at the six people, varying in height and build yet all dressed in bizarre, gaudy clothes, Luo Hong immediately understood.
Most of the True