"This can't go on. The number of resentful spirits and wraiths alone far exceeds anything we've seen before, and even the undead dragon clan has surged out of the abyss. If we don't stop them, I'm afraid the alchemy saints taking part in this contest will suffer disastrous losses." Venerable Xuanhu looked toward Wu Lieshi.
"But if large contingents of immortal armies rush to the Dragon-Slaying Platform, they'll only stir up even more hatred from the undead dragon clan beneath Dragon Abyss. The losses among the various immortal armies will likely be staggering as well." The Black Domain Mountain Lord from the Southern Pill Celestial Court frowned. "The alchemy contest hasn't been going on long, and I doubt the alchemy saints have managed to refine more than a few pills."
"At this rate, every one of these alchemy saints will die. How can we expect them to refine any more pills? Do as you please. Young Friend Lou and Young Friend Fu will each lead twenty thousand immortal soldiers to hold this position and protect Daoist Kuang and the other alchemy saints. Daoist Bingxu and I will go rescue them." Venerable Xuanhu gave a cold snort.
Then Venerable Xuanhu and Domain Lord Bingxu each led forty thousand immortal soldiers into the region shrouded in black miasma. The moment they entered, undead dragons swarmed at them from every direction, and the immortal armies were plunged into a bitter battle. They continued pressing forward, but their pace was painfully slow.
If not for the fierce clashes between the alchemy saints ahead and the undead dragon clan, which guided them toward the fighting, the immortal armies wouldn't even have been able to determine which way to attack. Even so, the alchemy saints from each of the four Celestial Courts had gathered into separate