"We had considered this method, and we even put it into action not long ago."
"Twenty-six Heavenly Emperor avatars and four Great Emperor avatars attacked the main fortress together."
"We destroyed the main fortress, but the Puppet Legion only paused for a quarter of an hour before resuming its movements."
"That main fortress was nothing more than a trap laid by the Undertaker."
Upon hearing this answer, Zhang Zhi's brow furrowed even deeper.
"The Emperor Lords should be all right, shouldn't they?"
"Something happened, and it was serious. Blade Emperor Zhang Zhen appeared and slaughtered the Emperor Lords' avatars single-handedly."
"He was that strong?"
Zhang Zhi's face was filled with shock, because he knew very well what the twenty-six Heavenly Emperor avatars and four Great Emperor avatars represented.
"The Blade Emperor and Sword God were figures who stood shoulder to shoulder with the White-Haired Sword God, Chen Shisan. How weak could they be?"
"With their avatars destroyed, the Emperor Lords had already suffered some injuries."
"Then the Undertaker used Heaven's Mandate to strike, severely wounding every Emperor Lord. So now, we no longer hold the advantage."
"The Four Great Emperors were injured too?"
"Yes."
Faced with this sudden "terrible news," Zhang Zhi was somewhat dazed.
He could not accept that dozens of Emperor Lords had actually been defeated by the Undertaker.
At that thought, Zhang Zhi looked blankly at Miao Shan.
"So we have already lost the means to contend against the Undertaker, at least for now. Is that right?"
"Yes."
"Forget the distant matters. Just look at the Three Great Puppets."
"If they attacked Great Bright Heaven now, we would not be able to stop them."
"So if we want to live, we must follow the Undertaker's wishes and let the Young Master grow amid blood and fire."
Zhang