After the four were carried back, they were quickly settled in the central command tent. The army physicians hurried over to treat them, using pills and spiritual energy to restore their damaged meridians.
The generals gathered around them, their expressions grave. Everyone had clearly witnessed the battle before the ranks.
Yang Jian and the other three had been suppressed from beginning to end.
Had their opponents not held back, acting more as though they were instructing juniors than fighting to the death, none of the four would have made it back.
After struggling to regulate his breathing for a short while, Yang Jian barely managed to prop himself into a sitting position. The traces of blood at the corners of his mouth had yet to be wiped away.
Seeing that he had recovered somewhat, Jiang Ziya immediately asked, "Yang Jian, just who were those four generals we faced?"
Every gaze in the tent fell upon Yang Jian.
Yang Jian exhaled a long breath of foul air tinged with the smell of blood, his brow heavy with gloom. "Prime Minister, the four who fought us today were all members of the Phoenix Clan. Jing Lan, Chi Jin, Xuan Yao, and Liu Huang—all four are Daluo Golden Immortals."
An uproar immediately swept through the command tent.
"Four Daluo Golden Immortals?!"
"Even the four generals guarding the pass have reached such a realm?" The generals cried out in disbelief, a chill rising in their hearts.
Any single Daluo Golden Immortal could dominate an entire region. Now four had appeared at once, and they were merely the generals guarding Golden Rooster Ridge. How terrifying must the one presiding over the pass be?
Yang Jian continued gravely, "Those four are merely subordinate generals. The true guardian of Golden Rooster Ridge is Kong Xuan, the child