"They're here?"
Yellow sand filled the sky, while the yin wind wailed and howled.
His vision blurred for a few moments. Kong Tong lowered the hand rubbing his eyes, turned around, and shouted down into the rift valley, "They're here!"
A rustling immediately rose around the plaque of the Life Command Divine Hall.
The Higher Voids rapidly drew back into a small circle, every heart hanging high as they stood ready in strict formation.
The Twelve Saint Lords leaped up one by one onto the cliff top. Their emotions instead calmed, and someone spoke as they moved:
"How many?"
Kong Tong rubbed his eyes again and peered into the yellow sand. Confirming that he had not seen wrongly, he immediately shouted below:
"Five."
Only five? The Taixu huddled around the plaque instantly relaxed.
They had over ten demi-saints here. Were they supposed to fear the five members of Saint Slave? According to intelligence, Saint Slave currently only had two Saints: Cen Qiaofu and Water Ghost.
With just those two, plus Master Shou and two Taixu, they dared charge over here?
"That's kind of funny."
It truly made one want to laugh. "Do they not know there are a full fifteen demi-saints here?"
Once those words fell, no one could laugh anymore. All of them fell silent as cicadas in winter.
That was right. With Saint Slave's capabilities, how could they not know? The cards they held were laid openly on the table. Saint Slave certainly had a way of learning the situation here.
Yet they still dared rush the formation with only five people. What did that mean? It meant they feared nothing!
It meant they believed Master Shou, leading a yellow hound in one hand and a blue falcon in the other, with two accessories in tow, could still