Four Nations at War

"Daoist Master, Pang Teng, the Zhao Kingdom's Commander-in-Chief, has personally led an army in an attack on our Southern Prefecture!" Guan Fangyi rushed over with the message from Southern Prefecture, without even checking whether anyone else was present.

Upon hearing this in the mountain forest, everyone turned to look at Niu Youdao, who stood leaning on his sword. They all knew what Southern Prefecture meant to him. If they could not fend off the Zhao Kingdom's assault and lost Southern Prefecture, it would mean Southern Prefecture's forces had been defeated and its power lost. The foundation he had painstakingly built over all these years would be gone as well.

Weak and seated beneath a tree, "Su Zhao" quietly watched Niu Youdao's back. Cut off from information, she had no idea what was happening, nor did she know why the Zhao Kingdom had joined the war.

Wen Mo'er shifted her gaze away from Niu Youdao and swept it over the others' reactions, unable to make sense of who these people were.

Niu Youdao's mood was heavy. No matter how resourceful he was, he was helpless when faced with this sort of head-on collision backed by the power of an entire nation.

They did not have as many troops as their enemy, and the cultivators at their disposal were not even comparable.

A battlefield was a place for frontal clashes, a place where real, solid strength had to be thrown down. Clever tactics were useful, but there was no second Chao Jing for him to manipulate and turn the tide. He did not have such great abilities that he could get a grip on everyone in every nation.

Manipulating Chao Jing had worked only because Meng Shanming already possessed the strength to secure victory. Niu Youdao had merely broken the unusual move