One Foot in Heaven, One Foot in Hell

Only by achieving final victory could they, those mortals, and every living creature in the Primordial Great World continue to survive in this world!

"Primordial Great World, fight!"

As soon as Lin Chuan's voice rang out, he immediately stood shoulder to shoulder with the other eleven Saints in the sky!

If the only one who had come was Zhan Tianqiong, he would have been willing to seek him out at once and fight him one-on-one!

But he couldn't do that now.

Modu was also by Zhan Tianqiong's side!

If Modu had no shame and joined Zhan Tianqiong in ganging up on him, Lin Chuan would be in trouble!

So he couldn't do that!

Still, for now, he wasn't worried.

The reason he'd wanted to find Zhan Tianqiong right away was that he feared his opponent would play dirty and attack the ordinary immortals without warning!

Now, as far as he could sense, Zhan Tianqiong and Modu were both still outside the Primordial Great World, so there was no need for him to rush!

Besides, as long as he and the eleven Saints stood together, holding off Zhan Tianqiong and Modu for a short while wouldn't be too difficult!

What mattered most was waiting for Ancestor Minghe to become a Saint!

Of course, Ancestor Minghe was an extremely shrewd fellow, so Lin Chuan wasn't worried he'd misjudge the timing!

What worried him most was whether some unforeseen change might arise in the meantime!

As soon as the Chaos Demonic God commanders led their army into the Three Realms, formations sprang into action all around them!

Formations were one of their advantages!

Few among the Chaos Demonic Gods knew how to use formations!

Under these circumstances, even the weakest formations could have some effect!

All kinds of formations immediately enveloped the demons!