An Unexpected Reunion

The Demon Race's invasion was a severe challenge for the Shengwu Immortal Sect as well.

The Shengwu Immortal Sect had a long history. It had already existed before the current Tai Shi Emperor became an emperor.

It was now the 48,924th year of the Tai Shi Era.

Over these long years, although the position of Supreme Sect Master of the Shengwu Immortal Sect had changed hands several times, there had never been a gap in its Emperor Grade powerhouses. The sect had remained at the height of its prosperity almost continuously.

Yet in another sense, the Shengwu Immortal Sect had barely developed since its founding. Aside from having more disciples and a greater number of middle-ranking pillars, it had made no breakthroughs at all among its top-tier experts.

It had its share of prodigies, but it had never produced a peerless genius whose brilliance could outshine all those who came before and after.

So although the Shengwu Immortal Sect had deep foundations, compared to the Demon Race, they likely amounted to little.

And just as Bai Weiyang had said, the Shengwu Immortal Sect could not be relied upon.

Shi Lan was almost certain that the Shengwu Immortal Sect had a way to preserve itself. If matters became untenable, it would never stake all its accumulated strength on a fight to the death against the Demon Race.

After all, if there was a way out, who would willingly fight to the death?

Let alone anyone else—Shi Lan herself was unwilling.

Shi Lan walked slowly along the edge of the drill ground and returned to her military tent.

Two Demon Suppression Army soldiers stood guard outside. When they saw her approach, they silently saluted and lifted the thick curtain hanging across the entrance.

"Fetch Wang Ning."

One of the soldiers acknowledged the