The intelligence obtained from Murong Qing did not satisfy Xu Tianlin, Zhou Yang, and the others who had come as reinforcements.
It was not that they suspected Murong Qing of concealing anything.
As long as Murong Qing had not lost his mind, he could not possibly hide something like this from them.
And since Murong Qing had not concealed anything, it could only mean that the situation in the Cultivation World of the Northern Court Continent was far more dire than they had originally anticipated.
Thus, differing opinions arose within the group.
One faction, led by Xu Tianlin and including Zhou Yang and True Person Qingyang, decided to rush to the frontline battlefield first to help stabilize the defenses, then find ways to investigate and obtain more intelligence themselves.
The other faction believed that, with the situation still unclear, they should remain where they were and wait until cultivators from the Cultivation World of the Donghua Continent and other cultivation worlds arrived before setting out together.
Neither opinion was inherently right or wrong; they were simply different choices.
Although Xu Tianlin was the nominal leader of this reinforcement force, he could not truly force those who disagreed with him to follow his decision.
Therefore, after failing to persuade them, he led the cultivators who agreed with him away from the snowy peak and toward the battlefield frontline.
Among those who departed with him were ten Nascent Soul Stage cultivators and thirty-seven Golden Core Stage Cultivators.
Speed was of the essence. To reach the frontline as quickly as possible, everyone entered a Sixth-tier flying boat artifact controlled by Xu Tianlin. Guided by a cultivator assigned by Murong Qing, they arrived at the battlefield frontline in only twenty days.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, and all fellow Daoists, on behalf of the countless cultivators