A Hot Potato

The only thing Lin Chuan found rather amusing was that the Chaos Demonic Gods varied so enormously in size!

So when more than fifty thousand of them gathered before him, the sight of those beings—large and small, in no particular order—struck Lin Chuan as downright comical.

"Heh. They don't look nearly as orderly as our mortal armies!"

Shen Gongbao had just returned, and he smiled faintly. "They certainly aren't as orderly as the armies of the Shang Dynasty, and they're not well trained, either. Basically, they're an army thrown together haphazardly. But each one of them is so powerful that they can afford to ignore those rules!"

"Exactly!" Zhao Gongming said with a faint smile. "This is really quite good. As long as we keep them under control, we'll definitely get a substantial benefit out of it!"

"Indeed. These Chaos Demonic Gods alone, together with their two commanders, are strong enough to help us withstand a considerable portion of the Chaos Demonic Gods' attacks. When the Great Chaos World is in danger, our Interception Sect will still be safe and sound!"

"Heh!"

Niangniang Yunxiao smiled. "With Master and Senior Brother Lin Chuan here, our Jade Purity Palace would be perfectly safe even without these Chaos Demonic Gods and their army!"

"Heh, that's true, too!"

Zhao Gongming scratched his head and smiled, a little embarrassed.

Lin Chuan had been back in the Interception Sect for quite some time, but there were still a few people he hadn't met.

One of them was Niangniang Yunxiao, one of the Sanxiao.

Back when he was preparing to return from the Chaos God-Demon Universe, Lin Chuan had thought that once he got back, he would have to help Yunxiao.

But after returning, he'd been swamped with all sorts of matters. Yunxiao had also been away