Chao Ge?
The three sisters exchanged glances, each seeing the confusion in the others' eyes.
The main battlefield of the Investiture of the Gods was clearly in Xiqi. Why go to Chao Ge?
Could it be King Zhou?
What was there to save about that dissolute Human Emperor?
Though Yun Xiao was puzzled, she didn't hesitate in the slightest.
"We will obey the senior's decree!"
If the senior wanted them to go, then go they would.
Even if it was a den of dragons and tigers, with their current strength, they dared to venture inside.
"Let's go!"
Yun Xiao swept out her delicate hand.
The Heaven and Earth Yellow Xuan Creation Pagoda expanded dramatically, transforming into a gigantic flying boat.
The three sisters soared aboard.
A flash of golden light.
The mist around Fangzhang Immortal Island parted of its own accord, opening a path.
Like a sword piercing the heavens, the golden light surged forward with unstoppable force, speeding toward the heart of the Primordial Era mainland—the Great Shang capital, Chao Ge.
Xiqi Camp.
Jiang Ziya sat inside the Command Tent, a frown creasing his brow into the character for "river." He held the God-Beating Whip in his hand.
The downfall of the Twelve Golden Immortals had caused him unbearable anguish.
Still, at least those three terrifying women had finally been driven away by his master.
He'd also heard that the Venerable Dao Ancestor had flown into a rage and confined all six Saints.
For Xiqi, that was actually good news.
After all, much of the Interception Sect's strength came from Sect Master Tongtian's habit of taking his disciples' side.
Now that Tongtian couldn't leave, the remaining disciples of the Interception Sect were nothing more than a scattered rabble.
"Report!"
A messenger stumbled into the tent, his face filled with