The Earth and Yellow Realms had used Order Divine Artifacts to open a passage between them. Dozens, nearly a hundred cultivators, hurried through, each radiating a powerful aura. A few were no weaker than Xi Yue and the others. Their strength was astonishing. At the sight of these auras, many Heavenly Lords, Devil Masters, and Yao Lords grew solemn.
Ling Tian and the others were just as serious. They asked, "Poison, how many Order Divine Artifacts does the other side have?"
"One side has forty-eight, the other fifty. That's more than the forty or fifty you have in North Xuan—uh, counting me and Yin Yang, you have forty-seven." Poison sensed them briefly, then his tone shifted, taking on a teasing lilt. "But Ling Tian, you were right earlier. You really are going to see some old acquaintances."
Wen Yan, Su Ying, and the others brightened. Her expression grew even more solemn. "The two realms have more Heavenly Lord-level experts than we do. If they join forces..."
"That shouldn't happen," Ling Tian said, his expression grave. "I can sense it. They may have more Order Divine Artifacts, but they have fewer top-tier experts. Each realm only has four or five who can reach Aunt Xi Yue and the others' level. We don't need to worry too much."
"If my estimate is right, these people won't fight to the death. A battle between experts of this level would leave both sides crippled. Their strength is roughly equal, and neither side wants to suffer heavy losses." Poison suddenly spoke. Seeing everyone nod, he continued, "So, after they've shown that their strength is about evenly matched, they'll look for some other way to settle things. For example..."
"For example, having juniors like us fight in their place," Ming Ye picked up, then added, "Or