However, they had been ordered by Huang Tian to remain in Chaoge and stabilize the Fortune of the Human Race, so they could not all be deployed to the front lines.
"Your Majesty, this humble cultivator is willing to enter the formation."
Wen Zhong gripped the Twin Male-Female Whips and volunteered.
"No."
Di Xin refused outright.
"Grand Preceptor, you are the pillar of Great Shang's army. You must remain at Sishui Pass and command the overall situation."
"With your current cultivation, entering the battlefield of Primordial Chaos powerhouses would be far too dangerous."
Of course Wen Zhong knew it was dangerous.
But he could not stand outside and watch his three martial aunts face Guangchengzi.
"Your Majesty, as a disciple of the Sect of Interception, I—"
"Enough."
Di Xin waved a hand and cut him off.
"I know you are worried about the three fairies, but this is not the time to act on impulse."
"You would not be much help inside the formation. Instead, you would only distract them by making them protect you."
Wen Zhong fell silent.
Though the words were blunt, they were true.
The gap between a Quasi-Saint and Primordial Chaos was simply too vast.
A casual strike from Guangchengzi could leave him gravely wounded.
Just as the two considered a solution, a stream of golden imperial qi crossed the void from the direction of Chaoge.
The experts of both factions outside the pass sensed it at once and raised their heads.
Within the Western Qi army formation, the demonic seed inside Ji Fa shook violently.
"Human Race Imperial Dao Qi?"
Standing beside him, the Nine-Tailed Fox reminded him softly, "The newcomer is not weak."
Ji Fa stared at the golden light, his expression turning grim.
Having seized the body of the Martial King and proclaimed