Lu Yin looked at Mountain God with interest. "I've been wondering what gave you the nerve to ask me to leave the battlefield."
In his usual state, Mountain God appeared in the form of Million Mountain. But he wouldn't dare do that on this battlefield—Million Mountain was simply too large, making him an enormous target. If he showed up like that, he'd probably have been killed long ago. So he had joined the war in his true form: a little old man.
"Alliance Leader Lu, it's not that I want to leave. I have no choice. The Divine Grade Hall is in turmoil, and I have to return as soon as possible to restore order," Mountain God said awkwardly.
Lu Yin replied coolly, "If the Divine Grade Hall is in turmoil, then it should indeed be brought under control. But..." He met Mountain God's eyes and saw the hope in them. "Let the Eighth Allied Army do it in your place."
The Eighth Allied Army was made up of the White Night Clan and cultivators from the Outer Universe, with Yan Yan as its Legion Commander. It had originally been assigned to garrison the Wen Feng Liu Realm, but since that realm did not belong to the Eastern Frontier Alliance at present, the army was stationed in the Beast Taming Flow Realm instead.
Mountain God's expression changed. "Alliance Leader Lu, when we joined the alliance, the agreement stipulated that the alliance's armies would not interfere in the internal affairs of the various powers. You're not planning to break the agreement, are you?"
"Of course not," Lu Yin said. "You have a request, Lord Mountain God, and the alliance will do its best to help. The Divine Grade Hall is in turmoil, and you have no time to deal with it.