Kong Xuan immediately sent a voice transmission to Nezha and the others: "The situation has changed. There are actually several Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals stationed in the rebel camp. Hold off on the operation!"
A glimmer of light shone from Yang Jian's Heaven Eye as he said in a deep voice, "No wonder Yuan Futong has been so brazen. It turns out he has secretly won over so many Hidden Great Powers."
Flames danced atop Nezha's Fire Tipped Spear, and his battle spirit remained undiminished. "What are we afraid of? We have Senior Kong Xuan here, too. With the few of us joining forces, we may not be unable to fight them!"
Kong Xuan shook his head. "We must not be careless. There are also several powerful auras coming from the Marquis of the North's Mansion. If we are caught between both sides, our Surprise Troops may well fall here."
Yang Jiao lightly swung the Fangtian Huaji Halberd in his hand. "How does Marshal Kong's strength compare with those Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals?"
Kong Xuan spoke proudly. "According to what I have discovered, the few Primordial Chaos Golden Immortals on Yuan Futong's side are nothing to fear."
"Even if I cannot kill all of them by myself, I can still hold them all back and prevent them from affecting your battlefield."
"The only problem is that if we cannot end the battle quickly, once reinforcements from the Marquis of the North's Mansion arrive, I fear even I will be unable to handle them all."
Yang Jian frowned in thought. "What do you mean, Big Brother?"
Yang Jiao chuckled. "Apart from quickly taking down Yuan Futong, isn't the main purpose of this trip to verify the Marquis of the North's position?"
"Since Marshal Kong can hold back the few Primordial Chaos