Harry Potter, Hermione, Dumbledore, and the others were overjoyed.
They had come a long way.
They had more or less become friends with Zhu Qingling.
Naturally, they had heard most of what they knew about Ding Ling from Zhu Qingling.
Zhu Qingling worshipped and adored Ding Ling deeply. Although many of the things she said were simple and objective, her emotional involvement inevitably influenced Harry and the others.
After all, she was an Immortal! Every word and action she made possessed unfathomable power, so it was perfectly normal for her to affect Harry and the others.
Harry and the others had been influenced, and Ding Ling truly possessed immense charm. Coupled with Zhu Qingling's protagonist-like story, it was hardly surprising that she had attracted them.
At this moment.
Upon hearing that the God Lord was about to descend into the mortal realm, all their unease and anxiety vanished.
They were replaced entirely by longing and anticipation.
Zhu Qingling was the same.
As she watched the torrent of iron cavalry rumbling toward them from all directions, she felt solemn and wary, but what she felt more strongly was the joy and excitement of soon meeting her own Sect Leader Master.
"Demon!"
A general clad in red armor, wearing a red helmet, with a burly build and a divine spear in hand, rode a strange beast that trod upon a Blood Sea and charged down from the sky with a roar!
An endless army followed behind him. The soldiers were dressed similarly to him, but their mounts were somewhat inferior.
Even so, anyone with discerning eyes could tell at a glance that the man at the front was a fierce general who commanded billions of troops.
This was because the aura around him was the most vigorous. As he galloped over with