Lin Chuan had been driven into an incredibly difficult position!
He had no choice now but to fight Zhan Tianqiong to the death!
If he couldn't kill Zhan Tianqiong, he might well lose this war!
But if he could kill Zhan Tianqiong—
Then the problem would be solved!
After all, Modu had no grudge against the Primordial Great World!
Zhan Tianqiong had come here only to repay a favor.
Once Zhan Tianqiong was dead, there would be no favor left to repay!
But Lin Chuan knew perfectly well that even on his home turf, the Primordial Great World, killing Zhan Tianqiong was almost impossible!
Still, he had no other choice. He could only try!
If the people from the underworld were forced to retreat, he would have to face both Modu and Zhan Tianqiong at once—and he would lose!
Just then, an Asura warrior arrived in the mortal world and appeared beside Wen Zhong!
He dropped to one knee and said, "Commander, Lord Juliusun sent me to report that things are going badly in the underworld. Ancestor Minghe hasn't become a Saint and is being held up by Yun Zhongzi. The eleven Saints are fighting Modu, and it looks like they won't be able to hold out much longer!"
Wen Zhong nodded. "What about Uncle Juliusun? Why did he send you?"
The Asura replied, "Lord Juliusun has already started fighting Yun Zhongzi to help Ancestor Minghe become a Saint!"
"Damn it!"
Wen Zhong's expression changed at once!
In the past, Juliusun would have been more than capable of holding Yun Zhongzi off. Their strength had been evenly matched!
But things were different now!
Yun Zhongzi had recovered Hong Yun's memories, and his cultivation had risen directly to the Quasi-Saint level. On top of that, he had followed Lin Chuan on