"But..."
After envisioning the future, Ye Chen had no choice but to face reality.
He had already been appointed the Immortal Alliance's spokesperson by the Great Elder and had left the Alliance to suppress the Bright Moon Palace. Yet the Great Elder hadn't assigned him a single subordinate, giving him only a token that represented the Immortal Alliance.
The worst part was...
The token couldn't command inner disciples. It couldn't even command outer disciples.
"What am I supposed to do!?"
Ye Chen immediately felt a headache coming on.
The Bright Moon Palace might have only one Immortal Lord guarding it, and might not amount to a fart to the Immortal Alliance, but for him, it was a hell-level dungeon. He couldn't clear it alone.
Still, he had no intention of giving up...
Not only did he want to pass the Immortal Alliance's test, he also didn't want to let down the Great Elder's expectations. More than that, he wanted to prove his abilities to the Immortal Alliance's disciples.
"Right!"
A sudden flash of inspiration gave Ye Chen a great idea.
Although his token couldn't command the Immortal Alliance's disciples, many factions in the Eastern Region were affiliated with the Alliance. He could use his status as the Alliance's spokesperson to ask them for troops.
As long as he had an army at his disposal, he could reclaim his former glory as the War God.
With that thought—
Ye Chen immediately perked up and set off to borrow troops from the nearest faction.
But his reputation had already gone to the dogs, and his cultivation was only at the early Earth Immortal stage. Not a single faction was willing to trust him. Even with a token identifying him as the Immortal Alliance's spokesperson, none would lend him troops.
"Just you wait!"