One sentence had directly incited a civil war among the three overlords and lured away the greatest crisis?!
Sun Wukong scratched his furry face and grinned.
"Old Sun has truly seen the world today... Someone who can cause even more trouble than Old Sun..."
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. He was speechless.
Nezha's eyes lit up.
"Awesome, Realm Lord! That trick of diverting the disaster elsewhere is absolutely brilliant!"
Willow God and Ancestor Yang Mei exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and helpless amusement in the other's eyes.
Lu Chen, meanwhile, seized every second to recover at full speed while nervously observing the battlefield.
Half the plan had succeeded!
Now they just had to see how much these three sides could wear each other down—especially that Fat Baby in Red Underwear!
The battle had reached an extreme level of brutality!
The ancient demons and the Abyss vented all their fear of the Fat Baby in Red Underwear on the Mech Spirit Federation, their attacks ferocious beyond compare!
The Thirteenth Legion of the Mech Spirit Federation suffered heavy losses and retreated again and again.
Yet their formation remained intact. They retreated while fighting, cleverly using the terrain and space to keep diverting the flames of war toward the core forces of the ancient demons and the Abyss.
The Fat Baby in Red Underwear, meanwhile, was having the time of his life. His fingers kept jabbing out, and every strike took countless lives.
His aura seemed to have... finally weakened by the tiniest trace?
Although it was almost imperceptible, Lu Chen had been keenly sensing it all along!
The opportunity had arrived!
A sharp glint flashed in Lu Chen's eyes!
"Everyone of the Boundless Realm! Hear my command!"
Everyone instantly turned toward him.
"Form the Myriad Immortals Formation! Temporarily